34. Sight for Sore Eyes

402 Words

Ken stepped in, his eyes scanning the room to find the table Satsuki had mentioned. As he spotted the table and set the bottle down, his eyes widened slightly in surprise as he took notice of the three large mirrors that the tomboy-actress had in her room. His eyes widened more as he caught the sight of something veryinteresting out of the corner of his eye. The curiously lacy and ornate red and black bra that was all that was left to cover the curves of the woman's full breasts from his sight.

Obviously, the actress had not been aware that the loose tank top she had worn under the shirt she was in the process of removing, had clung to the sweaty fabric and stuck to the shirt, rising off her body as well. After all, he had asked if she was decent, and Ken highly doubted that 'decent' would be equal to standing in nothing but a short skirt and a bra in Satsuki's books.

Opting to be the gentleman – for once – Ken decided to inform the surprisingly curvy actress about her current state of undress.

Satsuki, feeling nervous at feeling the predatory actor's presence in the room, regained the struggle of trying to disentangle herself of her sweaty, clingy shirt.

"Your boobs are showing."

Satsuki stilled again. In her struggle against the infuriating trap of a shirt she had completely missed whatever Ken had just said.

"Pardon? I didn't quite catch that," she asked.

"Actually, I should be nicer to them," the man mused to himself, appreciation shining in his dark eyes.

"Huh? Nicer to what?" Satsuki was very much confused now, the man was making no sense!

"Your breasts," the actor replied smoothly. "I can see them quite clearly."

In a panicked pull, Satsuki finally managed to yank the shirt over her head and instantly realised that she had managed to pull her tank top off her body alongside with the shirt.

She turned to him, her face was burning in mortification, and her brown eyes were seething in fury.

"Get. Out!" she snarled at him, pushing the sweaty garment against her chest in a belated show of modesty.

Ken obeyed and shut the door after him, a wide smirk twisting his lips. He had much appreciated what he had seen, she had a fuller figure than what he had anticipated. What a sight for sore eyes!