"What are you doing?" Emmelyn's voice moved the prince from his reverie. He batted his eyes and looked at his hands. They had been touching her dress's buttons for a while and not moving.
It looked like he was too engrossed in his fantasy, touching her and kissing her all over, that he forgot his duty to help her undress.
"I-I..." He couldn't find an excuse right away. The man could only swallow and then confess what he was doing. "I miss you... I miss touching your skin..."
Emmelyn turned to him and furrowed her brows. "If you miss me.. then why are you taking your sweet time to undress me? Jeez..."
Mars was dumbfounded when he heard her. What did she mean by that?
"The water will be cold if you take too long," the girl added.
"Yes, sorry..." The man gulped.
