Waiting in the car

(chapter originally by williwall at writing.com)

Junpei turned on the heater in the front. “You might want to take some of that off to let it dry,” he said, pointing to a dry blanket in the back.

“Are you crazy? With you here? Not a chance. Get out of the car and let me do it.”

“Then I’ll get soaked. I’m perfectly comfortable here.”

Yukari growled. “Fine, suit yourself,” she said, arms folded in the back. Five minutes passed. She shivered and kicked of her shoes.” She extended a stockinged foot to Junpei. “Remove.” she commanded.

Junpei rolled his eyes. “Sure,” he complied.

Yukari gave a yelp and slapped Junpei’s hand, turning bright red. “W-w-what are you doing, you pervert? Watch where you’re touching!”

Junpei tossed the rolled up stocking outside. “Now the other leg.” He grinned. “Oh, are you sensitive?” he asked, rolling the stocking down her thigh with deliberate slowness.

Yukari glared daggers at him. She needed someplace to properly change, but Junpei was not to be trusted. Should she dry off in the car, or leave to find someplace else?