Chương 64: CHAPTER 64

　　Dane wanders in a few minutes later, with his lower half dried and dressed in the sweats he had laid out. He’s carrying a tee and zip-up, but there’s still water over his shoulders, upper back, and hair. I move to take the towel he has under his arm and instinctively start patting his upper chest and neck before gesturing for him to lean down to run his hair. Dane narrows his eyes on me, obeys, and sets his gaze on his feet instead.

　　We say nothing, just stand facing one another while I dry him off and then maneuver his clothes on carefully. Stretching the t-shirt neck to get over his head with minimal contact and hold my breath when overwhelmed with how good he smells. I can’t deny that Dane has always been a guy who likes to be clean and fresh and picks the best scents.