Arthur's fingertips trembled where his hand rested on Natalia's thigh. Her hand was still placed over his, warm and steady, as if she was quietly telling him that it was alright.
She had given him permission.
She had asked him to do it.
And yet his fingers shook so badly he was certain he couldn't even manage to grab a single button.
Even if he could… how could he actually do it?
Arthur wanted it. A small part of him wanted to see a little of her the same way she had already seen him earlier. But the thought alone made his heart race so wildly he wondered if it might burst out of his chest.
Panic crept into him.
He wasn't even sure why. Maybe it was because he suddenly felt helpless. Maybe it was because Natalia was watching him with that slow, confident, dangerously seductive gaze.
Either way, Arthur felt like he might die right there.
Gosh… it's so hot…
"Let me help you."
Arthur flinched at the sound of her voice. His eyes snapped toward her, wide and startled.
