Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 405

Lila rummaged through the pile of clothes she had brought in with wet hands, muttering under her breath, "How could I forget one?"

But no matter how much she searched, there wasn't a towel.

She froze, trying to figure out how she could grab a towel without embarrassing herself. Her thoughts were interrupted by the outline of a tall figure outside the frosted glass door.

Kieran knocked lightly. "Lila, your towel."

Lila froze in silence.

"Just leave it by the door," she said after a pause, pressing her lips together tightly, her voice tinged with embarrassment. "I'll grab it myself."

She heard the quiet sound of his chuckle, and her face, which had just begun to cool, instantly heated up again.

"Alright," Kieran replied.

After hearing his response and watching his shadow retreat from the door, Lila cautiously cracked it open just a silver.

The towel had been neatly placed on the stool outside. In one quick, fluid motion, she reached out, grabbed it, and shut the door again.

Kieran, catching a fleeting glimpse of her soft, fair hand darting out and vanishing in an instant, found the whole thing both amusing and oddly endearing.

Inside, Lila took what felt like an eternity to dry herself off, making sure every detail was in order before finally stepping out.

Kieran was on the couch, his head slightly lowered as he typed something on his phone.

Her gaze flickered to his screen.

She sighed quietly to herself. Being someone in his position wasn't easy.

Always working, always busy.

It seemed exhausting.

should go wash up now," she said,

to wash his hands, and

from her hands and began drying her hair. Then, reaching for

wafted up-it was quintessentially

was why she always carried that

Kieran brushed

brief contact sent a small shiver through Lila, and

"What's wrong?"

softly. "Just checking if Mrs. Morgan is made of jasmine

turned red first, the blush

was she so easy to

why my essential oil, body

all have this scent. Sometimes I even wear jasmine perfume. It's all

same products, would that mean

asked, a soft

of the room,

echoing through distant mountains-soft, lingering,

instantly. "This scent is better

wear already smells

the hair oil when he turned

have been referring

forward slightly

crisp aroma suited him perfectly, an ideal match

like it," she

"Do you like me, or do you just

out, brushing lightly