Anne's fingers tightened around the towel instinctively. Her cheeks burning shyly.
Why had she not thought about this when he spoke about equality? She had willingly gone ahead and fallen into his little trap, but could she back out now?
Having no other choice she leaned forward, tentatively reaching towards his lips. She caught a glimpse of the pleasant upward tilt of his mouth the closer she came to him and immediately, she clamped her eyes shut so she wouldn't tremble in nervousness.
Her mouth eventually closed stiffly over his own, remaining stuck in the same spot before pulling away after a few seconds with the swiftness of someone who was burned.
It almost felt like he knew something like this would make her feel shy, but he still did it anyway to deliberately tease her.
As she looked at him, about to ask if she could go back to her room, he immediately cut off her unspoken words by saying,
