In the packhouse…
Meg followed Kai into his room. He gestured toward the sofa, and she understood that she should sit there.
Meg thought that Kai will join her, but he raised his index finger, indicating to her to wait before dashing into the bathroom.
A second later, Meg heard the water running in the sink and she wondered what Kai was doing. She didn't see that he was dirty in any way, but then… maybe she missed it.
Kai was splashing cold water on his face in an attempt to compose himself.
While they walked, Kai was leading the way, maintaining a slight distance so that he is in front, not because he wanted to silently show who among the two of them will be in charge, but because he didn't want Meg to see his hard-on stretching his shorts. The arousal was maddening.
