Kevan's answer was not surprising. "No."

Larissa angrily screwed shut the cap of the moisturizer bottle before sitting on the bed resignedly.

Kevan sat near her and put her leg onto his lap.

Larissa's skin was fair. It was a little red from the steam from the bathroom as she had just finished showering.

Kevan's eyes darkened slowly. His normally cold fingers had grown warm due to his boiling blood. His palm rubbed circles into her ankle. The force he used was just right. Although there would be a bit of pain from his rubbing, it was still better than the "abuse" Lewis gave her that afternoon.

"Hey, did you learn this from someone?" Larissa was curious. She had wanted to ask for a while now, but she never found the chance to.

"Nope." Kevan smiled. "You ever heard of practice makes perfect?"

Larissa froze for a moment. It was not difficult to figure out what he meant. But the moment she thought of the horrible things he went through, she could not help but shudder. Her heart actua