It was an abrupt question. One that left Elvis confused.
He sat there, his back against Eden as he stared into thin air for a while. Eden's hands were still running behind him, soothing his injuries.
Eden stared at Elvis, he was quiet. He wondered why he wasn't speaking. At least snapping at him or something. He was just quiet.
"Don't overthink it too much, I was just curious to know if any lady has been privileged to have a full taste of your exquisite body..." Eden smiled, enjoying his own words.
But Elvis was quiet, his eyes open. He had some thoughts running through his mind as he stared into the distance.
The silence was awkward. Too awkward that it made Eden wonder what the hell he was thinking about. He was done applying the ointment on his back and massaging it, and he wanted to do so to his front side.
