As she spoke, she started using the hairdryer to dry her hair, which was still a bit damp from the wash.
Kyle Kinston watched her actions with interest and took the hairdryer from Mabel Quinn's hand, saying, "Let me try."
"Huh?" She was slightly taken aback, as she was usually the one drying his hair, but this time, the roles were reversed.
Kyle now looked like a professional hairstylist in a salon, his long fingers threading through Mabel's hair, loosening the strands, allowing the warm air from the hairdryer to flow more easily between them.
Since Mabel was sitting in front of the dressing table, she could see Kyle's every move through the mirror.
He was drying her hair, a small and ordinary gesture, yet it filled her heart with warmth.
