Chapter 10

“What are you doing?!”

The strap of my nightgown snapped from its clasp. If I hadn’t hugged my chest fast enough the corner would have dropped down to expose me. I glared at him as I struggled to reattach the clasp. He moved closer, finally stepping through the threshold, and reached for the strap.

“Get your hands away from me,” I fought him off. “What the hell were you thinking when you did that?”

“Relax and let me fix that for you.”

“Can you just stop with the strap joke already? It’s as icky as saying ‘ Are you lost baby girl’ for God’s sake…”

He wouldn’t let me finish before he slapped my hand off to fix the strap. I fought him but eventually, he held my hand down and fixed it with just one hand. He was so close, his warmth felt so good radiating off his body to mine, and his hair smelled like beach and summer. It felt so good. But he was taking too long getting his hands off me, he kept adjusting it until I almost blew my top.

“I see you fix straps for a living,” I acknowledged c