"You really need to be aware of where you are touching."
Eve's face paled.
He was right. She wasn't thinking about where she was dusting—just that she needed to remove the flour. They were evident on his vest and on his pants. Her instincts told her to start there. Where could she have—
Her face had gone completely white.
"It was an accident—!" Eve defended, widening her eyes. Did she really—? She had no memory of it. She would have noticed something if she had. It was a conspicuous spot after all. Heat rose up her neck and into her cheeks.
Had she really—!
Ambryan sighed. He let her hands go and turned around. He figured Evangeline needed some privacy at what just happened. Hopefully, it could lessen the awkward atmosphere. He attempted to remove the flour but they clung to his clothes like glue.
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) if you really wanna avoid getting dirty, baking without clothes is also an option you know...
... but then, that actually doesn't avoid getting dirty... okay, I'm done.
Have a good day!
Other ongoing work: Trust and Believe in Love