The eroticism in the atmosphere and the owner’s stare made Hayden blush immediately. She whirled and ran out the shop.
“Are you kidding me? We’re adults, buddy, your girlfriend’ shiest I’ve…”
He saw Lyon’s face before he finished, wrapped in straps, Lyon looked just like a mummy. Apparently, the boy was even shyer then the girl.
Seriously, do you really have to wrap yourself like this?
Slightly, Lyon nodded to the owner. Hidden by mask and glasses, his expression was obscure to the owner. He ran out to chase Hayden, laughter in his eyes.
Unlike the innocence or glamour he used to have in his eyes, phony, the laughter he had in his eyes now was the most sincere feeling he’d had in these years.
“Sorry.”
Hayden apologized when Lyon caught up to her.
“I didn’t know it was a sex product shop.”
“It’s alright.” There was joy in his voice. “Don’t talk I’m a child, I’m a grown-up too.”
We both being an adult is exactly the embarrassing part. Hayden thought to herself.
To avoid the madness that just happened before, Hayden decided to go back to the hotel where Lyon lived and booked a room there too.
“Here’s your room card, Miss.”
Hayden entered the elevator alone after she got her room card.
Thought there was certain code in the hotel to ban staff from violating guests’ privacy, you could not make that everyone would follow the code. To avoid necessary trouble, Lyon had gone upstairs before.
There’s the balcony on each floor of the hotel. But it was so cold that everyone chose to stay in their room instead of hanging out at the balcony.
Hayden found no sight of Lyon when she got there, the cold wind gave chills to her. She was regretting agreeing to stay outside for a while with Lyon now.
“Hayden.”
Growing up outside the country, Lyon had an awkward accent. But somehow he pronounced her name perfectly. Hayden turned around to look at Lyon; he changed on a thick coat, a blanket draping from his arm. He must’ve gone back to his room, small wonder he’s late.
“Put this on, the wind is too cold.”
He covered the blanket on Hayden.
Hayden felt much warmed wrapped in the blanket.
“Thanks.”
“No problem.” Lyon smile. Without his disguise, he looked just like a seventeen-year-old teenager when he smiled.
Hayden kind of found the same quality on Freddie, but he had an aggression that Lyon didn’t have.
They both called Hayden the same way but sounded differently. Freddie sounded like a confident teenager whereas Lyon sounded like innocent child, like a son.
She coughed at the thought of that and averted her eyes from Lyon.
“Milk tea?”
“It’s still warm?”Hayden gave Lyon a surprising look. “you held them in your arms all the time? They didn’t spill?”
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