Suddenly, he reached out and cupped her face with his hand as he gently wiped away the soap from her cheek with his thumb. He looked at her in the eyes and he saw that they were filled with a mixture of emotions.
Now face to face, before she realized it, her betraying gaze had strayed down to his mole, then to his lips. Her heart was trashing wildly in its confines now, the heat in the air getting impossibly hot. Something had happened to her… and it was all his fault. He definitely… did this… knowingly… to her, right?
She felt his big, searing hand moving and touching her nape and she did not know why she sighed out, as if his touch was something so incredibly pleasant and something that she was looking forward to.
His long searing fingers moved to the back of her neck and then slowly, he exerted a slight pressure and guided her forward. The way he touched her, guided her – it all came as shock to her senses. With other hand he held her chin.
