Later that day, Kylie and Ethan met up for lunch. Kylie was still feeling angry but, when he pulled her into his arms to hug her, she allowed it and even went as far as to give him a peck on the lips. She had decided that she was going to let him off the hook for throwing her shoes into the sewer, but she would not make it easy on him. Furthermore, her wet core still hurt from the cold cream he'd applied to it, and she definitely wanted to hold him accountable for that.
As she pulled away, he tried to hold her and give her a kiss, but she would not allow him. "I am not ready for this," she said coldly.
Ethan frowned and said, "If you don't let me, then I won't talk to you. Furthermore, I will spread malicious rumors about you!"
"Fine," Kylie snorted. "See if I care. No one will take your word over mine. It doesn't have to be this way, though. All I am asking is for you to respect my boundaries, and to not speak to me in such a malicious manner."
