Chapter 23 Alone Together
"Kevin, what are you doing upstairs? Writing your book?" Sofia's melodious voice suddenly called from outside the door at that moment.
Collecting his thoughts, Kevin rose and opened the door, smiling at Sofia, who stood there with her hands clasped behind her back. "No, just reading to relax a bit. I got a bit tired from our shopping earlier."
Sofia's hair was still damp, falling on her shoulders. She was dressed in a white shirt paired with a short skirt that clung slightly to her body due to its dampness. Kevin could make out an enchanting cleavage at her chest.
Curious, Sofia peeked into Kevin's study. It was quite neat as Kevin was quite tidy normally, except for a pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray, which left a faint scent of smoke, causing Sofia to wrinkle her nose. "Kevin, you should smoke less; it's not good for your health. And I've washed the fruits we bought; I brought them up for you."
With that, Sofia gently took out a bowl of fruits from behind her and took it to Kevin.
Kevin quickly reached out, gripping a cherry tomato and throwing it into his mouth. "You're always so thoughtful, Sofia. Do you want to come in and sit for a while?"
Kevin perceived this as an excellent opportunity.
The thought of the reward for conquering Sofia only increased his urgency.
"I've never had a look at your study," Sofia said casually as she strolled into Kevin's room and comfortably took a seat on the sofa. She glanced at Kevin's computer and queried, "Does writing web novels really earn that much? How do you write them? I can't even finish my 10,000-word thesis."
Kevin glanced at Sofia with a smile. There she sat on the sofa, her legs unconsciously slightly apart, her skirt covering just enough to maintain modesty. The pale smoothness of her thighs was mostly exposed, and through the gap between her legs, Kevin could even glimpse her pink underwear.
Kevin's breathing quickened at this sight. Sofia's pose was utterly tempting, and the fact that they were alone together in a room made the atmosphere unspeakably intimate.
Suppressing his inner turmoil, Kevin walked over with the fruit bowl and placed it on the coffee table before Sofia. "Just like you enjoy dancing, I've loved writing since I was young. It's also my dream. Pursuing one's own dreams and hobbies, why would it feel like a chore?"
With that, Kevin sat down next to Sofia.
Their proximity allowed for their thighs to touch. Kevin, too, had changed into a pair of casual shorts. Skin against skin, he felt a refreshing softness and comfort.
Sofia's legs were indeed bewitching. Kevin knew well he could revel in their allure daily without tiring for years!
Sofia seemed to notice Kevin's leg pressing against hers and blushed, though she did not move away, mistaking the touch for inadvertence.
"I'm envious of you, Kevin, that you can pursue your dreams as a career, chasing after your dreams so freely," Sofia said admiringly as she looked at Kevin.
Their eyes locked, and for a moment, the air in the room seemed to stand still, the mood instantly tinged with ambiguity.
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