"Umm… I feel uncomfortable about our current discussion, so how about I help you take a nice warm bath?" Augustine offered, his voice gentle as he tried to steer the conversation away.
Charles scoffed, a sly smirk curving his lips. "Fine," he murmured, giving a brief nod. "I'll let you pamper me, Mr. Loverboy."
"I'm still naked, so turn around while I put on some underwear."
"Huh? Pookie, I saw every inch of you last night—there's nothing left to hide," Augustine said, smirking.
Charles rolled his eyes with a playful snarl. "Last night, I let myself be vulnerable in front of you, but right now, I just don't feel like being seen naked."
The bold words of Charles pulled a low scoff from Augustine's lips.
He shook his head, a teasing smirk curving the corner of his mouth as he rolled off the bed in one fluid motion. "How about I make a suggestion?" Augustine asked, voice laced with mischief.
