Lucas started taking off the apron.
"Don't take it off. You really look very good in it." Elena was still laughing. Her shiny ruby flower earrings dangling from her lobes swayed gently as she laughed, making her look indescribably enchanting.
A grown man wearing a little apron meant for a woman was really quite funny, but somehow also made him look more balanced. It was as if he had shed his high-and-mighty halo and instantly become a homely, good man.
Nevertheless, Lucas was still a homely, good man even when he was not wearing an apron.
Lucas looked at her lips, just inches away from him. To match her white outfit, she had put on a pale lip color that made her lips look exceptionally plump and tender. Whenever she parted her lips slightly, the contrast between the faint, pinkish lip color and the deep red line between looked especially inviting.
