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... d by a damp, clinging bath towel. Droplets of water trailed down her legs, catching the light as they dripped onto the floor. Okumura sat rigidly, his back straight, refusing to turn around. No way I can look, he thought, heat crawling up his neck. Something like this was definitely not meant for his eyes.
"Why aren't you turning around?" Sarushima's voice came out smooth, with a playful edge that lingered in the air. It was the kind of tone that made his skin prickle, as if she was savo ...
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