Chapter 31 Haru

• “What?” I asked, my face hot as I felt the heat of his passionate gaze on me.
• He closed the distance between us, and now standing inches from me, he leaned his nose to my head and sniffed. “You smell nice,” he said. “I didn’t know you looked…that good in a yukata.”
• I didn’t miss the fact that he emphasized the words that good. The way he said it hinted at the fact that I not only looked good in a yukata in appearance, but in taste as well. Did he want to eat me up or something? But, of course, that idea was enticing, turning me on.