Leander looked at Viviana and his heart skipped a beat. Her shirt had slipped and revealed her smooth and slender shoulder. She had covered her legs, but he remembered what he saw. And between her legs is…
He tried to breathe but he couldn't. For some reason, he was holding his breath and trying to breathe at the same time. He was drowning in the air as if he were an imbecile who can't even breathe.
Pathetic!
He stood up after gathering his courage.
"You're not taking off your top?" he asked with his chin up.
She cannot think of him as a little boy who cannot control himself. Even if she is naked in front of him, he can be cool about it.
Viviana clutched her chest. Should she? Isn't the downstairs where the action happens? Why should she expose herself entirely?
"I… no…I am feeling cold," she came up with an excuse.
