If I Could Turn Back Time by Just One Night (23)

“Then I’ll begin.”

“Mm….”

When he tilted the uncapped bottle, oil with a distinctive scent trickled over my hand.

Herbs and wood scents, with a faint hint of flowers.

It was a completely different kind of scent from the one I used when I washed.

Sluuurp.

“…Ugh.”

Eventually, Heter began kneading my hand and spreading the scented oil over it.

Starting with the back of my hand, he worked over my palm and fingers, even massaging the gaps between them and the tips of my fingers.

“Haaah.”...