Holding a hairdryer, I couldn't help but feel that my hands shaking a little. To make myself look less panicked, I looked away and continued to blow my hair.

After a while, I felt that Shelton wrapped his arms around my waist.

Sensing this, I trembled.

Without moving, I sat there and continued to blow my hair.

Shelton kissed my wet hair, my neck, and my shoulder.

 I, who probably was too nervous, forgot to move my hand holding the hairdryer. It wasn't until the hot wind burned my scalp that I realized it.

I quickly turned off the hairdryer.

Without the sound of the hairdryer, it was quiet in...