Without a word, still kneeling, Jihoon untied them. She watched as he carefully undid the knots of her right shoe. He pulled on the heel and she dutifully stepped out, resting her hand on his shoulder. She left it there. Holding onto the warmth of him against her palm.
It lent her a balance when her whole world was tilting.
Who would have thought such a simple gesture could feel so intimate?
Wicked Fox, Kat Cho - Chapter 32, page 230










