Easton Holmes, without any hesitation, draped his clothes over Lily Turner once more. She instinctively reached out to push them away, and in her urgency, one of her hands happened to land on the back of his hand.
The moment their hands touched, both of them were stunned.
"Uh? Sorry."
Lily Turner awkwardly withdrew her hand to avoid another embarrassing situation. She didn't dare to reach out casually again.
The soft touch on the back of his hand suddenly disappeared, and Easton Holmes felt a void in his heart. Staring at the woman, he hesitated for a moment, and reluctantly withdrew his hand from her shoulder.
"You sent a message that day saying you had something urgent to tell me. What was it?" Easton Holmes slightly turned his body to look at the still-awkward Lily Turner, shifting quietly to the side to avoid giving her pressure.
