"Ouchy…" Zoey rubbed her nose lightly. However, the next second she felt his hand wrap around her waist as his body inched closer.
That instant, Zoey froze on the spot. She then felt the light weight of his chin on her head, causing her eyes to widen. "What--!" The second she snapped upon realizing he was being too close and touchy, Zoey jolted back as she pushed him away.
"What -- what are you doing?" Zoey stood with her arms up in a defensive stance -- as if she was a kung fu master facing her enemy.
"Flexing." In a matter-of-fact tone, Matthew shrugged his shoulder nonchalantly. His left hand was shoved inside his pocket while the other one started unbuttoning his blazer suit.
Upon seeing this, Zoey's already wide opened eyes widened even more. "What -- why are you stripping?" She asked, taking a step back cautiously.
