Who was George? His mind was as strong as his body.
When he undid the second. button, the odd sensation in his heart disappeared at once. His actions became smoother, his eyes meeting Isabelle’s. Even though he remained still, the moment was enough to bring a blush to their cheeks and quicken their pulses.
With half of the buttons undone, his muscular chest started to show beneath his shirt.
Isabelle’s eyes moved downward, appreciating the man’s build. Her gaze fixed on his hands as they worked on the buttons. The simple movement was performed with elegance, making it a pleasure to watch.
Her eyes were confident, openly admiring his form. She had no hidden agenda. She simply appreciated his build. Even George, who was usually composed, felt a slight blush under her stare.
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