Chapter 83: A Pillow Upgrade
Ethan could feel her shifting nervously in his lap, the fabric of her maid dress brushing against him like a dangerous temptation. Her cheeks were flushed, her breath shallow, her eyes flicking anywhere but at him.
Tch… if this keeps up, I might just lose myself, he thought, suppressing a groan.
With a quick adjustment, he leaned back against the bed and lay down across the pillow, pulling her with him. Lirael landed atop his chest awkwardly, still clinging to him out of instinct. Her soft, silky dress pressed warmly against his skin, the faint scent of lavender rising from her hair.
He tugged the blanket over them, his arms tightening around her slim waist. Then, without warning, he spoke.
"You know… the reward session isn't over yet."
Lirael froze. Her mind immediately began racing, panic flashing across her eyes.
"W-What are you—"
"I mean," Ethan interrupted with a mischievous glint in his eye, "I need an upgrade… in my pillow."
