Damon

“Was there no problem on the way?" I asked as I rubbed her thigh in the car. She shook her head, her complexion slightly better in the air-conditioned environment.

"I'm just sad that I didn't get to see the city. But at least, in a way, I'm grateful that I didn't get to see it, you know? No problems and all that." I rubbed her thigh some more, feeling my heart rate return to normal.

"Can you take that off?" she asked, most likely referring to the mask.

"You don't like it?" I asked, and she gave me a sheepish look.

"It muffles your voice, and I can't see...