The girl's nose touched his. Kylie was dumb enough to kiss the tip of his nose, on her own initiative. The man smiled, shaking his head, then kissed her forehead in return.
He said lightly: "Turn around."
"Turn… Turn around?" Knowing that she was thinking too much, Kylie blushed. Couldn't he say that in a normal way? He had been so close to her that she had misunderstood!
Kylie turned around. There was an infinity pool on the other side of the living room; its surface was as still as a mirror, without a single ripple. Nothing else… "What am I looking at?" Kylie turned her head back.
But she hadn't realized how near the man's head was to her shoulder so that when Kylie turned, she brushed him with the tip of her nose.
He had glorious smooth skin, and Kylie could smell the faint scent of shower gel. Before Kylie had time to feel embarrassed, she was directly pressed into the couch.
