A Kiss and an Invitation

That was cold water…gosh…

“Aren’t you cold?” I asked as I quickly opened the car door to grab a towel for him.

“Elena…” EROS called my name softly.

“Hmm?” I made a questioning sound as I wondered what he wanted.

“Dry my hair…” EROS requested passively.

“Huh? No…you can do it yourself,” I refused.

“Dry my hair…” EROS said again, this time in a more demanding tone.

Why is he asking me to do this all of a sudden? He’s never asked me for something like this before…

I glanced over my shoulder to see Mark talking to the director and some other staff and knew that it would take a while before he returned here. Not that I thought that EROS would be satisfied with Mark drying off his hair in my place.

“Next time, you’re going to have to do this yourself…” I muttered as I took the towel and placed it on his head.