It seemed he knew she didn't like being touched, so Shane Winchester propped his hands on the edge of the bed, bending down to look at her levelly, "Why aren't you speaking?"
A faint fragrance of bathing wafted into Riley Sully's nose, accompanied by the warmth from his body, making her not dare to lift her head, her gaze awkwardly wandering.
"I... I..."
"Do you feel ashamed of me?" Shane Winchester spoke again, his tone very light.
Riley Sully seemed afraid of his misunderstanding, hurriedly shook her head, looked up at him, her gaze meeting his long and narrow eyes, "No... I..."
Seeing that he was just patiently waiting for her to speak, showing no sign of anger.
Riley Sully simply closed her mouth again, just quietly looking at him.
The distance between them was extremely close, just half a palm away.
Shane Winchester's gaze carefully traced from her eyes, little by little, sliding over her nose, finally landing on her lips.
