With gentle strokes, Robert tenderly dried Rena's hair.

Upon completing the task, he encircled her in a loving embrace, whispering from behind, "I Long to spend the night here with you."

Rena's body tensed instinctively.

Delicately disentangling herself, she whispered softly, her voice laced with caution, “Robert, it wouldn't be appropriate."

A bitter smile graced Robert's lips.