— “You can relax a little...” - you murmured in his ear, feeling goosebumps covering his bare broad shoulders.

You offered to take a bath together to relieve his stress a little, because the academy has been pushing the man to the limit for the last few days. But, alas, even the bath could not snatch the book from his hands.

— “A few more pages...” - he grunted something in response, holding the book dangerously close above the water.