He never realised before how vulnerable Sayuri could look.

She had always been the strong, capable ninja that he had known from school days. When he had met her the first time, she was a stubborn little one that was ready to spit fire. As she got older, she matured more and became more confident.

Now, however, all of that was gone and in place was a normal looking girl.

No, woman.

Her face had a slight tinge of pink, making her seem very alluring and sweet. Her lashes slightly covered her hazel doe-eyes which only made her look even more vulnerable. Her pink lips were slightly parted, and moist, as if tempting him to claim them.

It was also then that he realised what position they were in.

She had certainly filled out in all the right places, which he could feel very well as he was pressed against her. She was really surprisingly soft, and there was this … sweet vanilla sort of smell emanating from her.

Must be her shampoo ...

Kyle cleared his throat and suddenly stepped back, releasing her and turning away. He quickly went to the chopping board and started to chop the remaining garnishings.

"You're the guest here," Kyle said as he continued chopping, not looking at her, "So let me finish this up. You rest."

Sayuri wiped her sweating hands on the side of her jeans and mumbled, "Okay. I'll set the table."

"Mhm," Kyle responded, adding the chopped garnishings into the soup on the stove beside him before he switched off the fire.

Once she was out of the kitchen, Kyle let out the breath he had been holding.

His heart may be frozen but his body certainly wasn't.

When his mind finally registered their rather intimate positioning, his body had already started to respond. Luckily, he realised it before she did for it would have been truly embarrassing indeed.

He clenched his leg muscles, forcing the blood away from a certain part of his body that had responded to that soft body that had been pressed so nicely against him … especially that unique couple of softness on his chest.

Damn it.

Kyle nearly hit himself on the head, for thinking about it made him have to clench his leg muscles even more.

All those stupid novels that had the male lead able to abstain and not react to women flinging themselves naked in front of them was but a female fantasy.

Women didn't understand that a man's physical body was simply that way. It was normal to have a reaction when someone pressed themselves on them, or touch them intimately.

It was normal to get a reaction when they see a naked woman (or man, depending on your sexual preference) and those bouncing assets (or whatever rocks your boat).

If it wasn't normal, then it meant that their libido was low and there was something wrong with them physically. They were unfit in some way and would need medical attention.

Kyle, as a very normal and extremely fit young man, would also have a reaction.

The thing is, he wouldn't act on it. Just because his body was aroused did not mean he would jump on the person that caused it.

The last thing he wanted was to have Sayuri misunderstand him so he had to create the distance while he calmed himself down.

He sighed.

Then he began to seriously think about this.

Why was he abstaining in the first place?

No, not referring to Sayuri but in general. He was not a monk.

He had been one that had always enjoyed sex and wasn't fully satisfied in his past life. Was that going to be the same in this life?

Worse, he had yet to have actual sex with a woman so he was insanely curious now how it would feel like.

Since he was never going to be with anyone, did it mean he would die before knowing what it's like to have sex with a woman?

That didn't sound right.

Having a relationship based purely on sex did not sound too bad.

It was quite normal to have a purely physical relationship, without the emotional ties. As long as both parties were clear about it, it was not a problem.

He had to think about this carefully, though.

With his position and name, it wouldn't be easy. His bed partner may want something more in the end or may even reveal it.

He could always use the Kato Art to make them forget but he didn't like using it for personal matters. It was against his moral code.

The best case scenario would be using escorts, and never the same one twice.

Was that even possible?

Sam would probably kill him if he made a mistake with the headlines screaming about the promiscuous CEO sowing his seeds everywhere.

Kyle put those thoughts out of his mind when the rice cooker's switch clicked upwards, indicating that the rice was now cooked.

It should not be opened immediately, though, for time should be allowed to let the steam dry up and have the rice fluffed up properly.

So he went to look at the other dishes that Sayuri had cooked.

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While Kyle was busy in the kitchen, Sayuri was busy trying to calm her heart down.

That had been close.

So very, very close.

When he had brought down his head to look at her, she had this one insane moment of wanting to pounce on him and kiss him. She had felt his body reacting and she wanted him as much as he wanted her.

Luckily he had stepped back and avoided her from making things awkward between them.

At least his sex drive didn't die along with his heart.

She bit her lips, remembering the feel of his body on her.

She had to do this properly. After all, it was his heart that she wanted.