The blackout curtains in the lounge were drawn, making the room dim.
Ava Morgan hugged Jade Thompson sideways, her left hand was carefully protected in front of them, but her right hand was dishonestly drawing circles on Jade Thompson's waist.
Enduring the itch on his waist, Jade Thompson buried his cheek deeper into her neck with red earlobes, closed his eyes tightly, pretending to be unaware of Ava Morgan's little thoughts.
Feeling the unsteady warm breath coming from his neck, Ava Morgan pursed his lips and smiled secretly.
Her chest vibrated slightly because of her smile, and Simu could feel it clearly even with his eyes closed.
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