«C-Chris... you're such a naughty boy...» Jasmine says, her voice teasing, a playful glint in her eyes.
Chris blinks.
He doesn't understand.
He follows her gaze.
Now he sees it.
«N-Naughty...? Why? Big sis told me it gets like that when I'm with a girl I have strong feelings for.»
His eyes narrow, confused.
«But now that I think about it... I don't even know you... how can I feel that way about you...?»
In response, Jasmine bursts into laughter.
Chris stares at her, even more confused.
It almost annoys him.
«W-What's so funny now...?»
Jasmine stands right in front of him.
Too close.
Chris feels his breath hitch.
His heart beats faster.
Her breasts—modest but firm—are just a hand's breadth from his face.
«Your big sister was right. I see she's taught you a lot... but that's not the only reason,» Jasmine says. Her smile deepens.
«There's another reason...?»
Jasmine nods.
«Yes. But you'll only figure it out when you're older.»
Chris puffs out his cheeks.
