Annabelle was about to dress up,her heart raced as the door swung open, revealing Edwards standing there unexpectedly. She hastily wrapped a towel around herself, feeling his intense gaze examining her. "Turn around," she commanded, cheeks flushing with a hint of embarrassment.
"Sorry for intruding," Edwards apologized, turning away. "Didn't you get my text?"
As Annabelle slid into her black knee-length gown, Edwards was drawn closer. Annabelle, feeling a mix of nerves and anticipation, called on him to zip her dress, a task she couldn't manage alone. He approached, the proximity between them palpable. The scent of her lingered as he zipped her up, their closeness sending a subtle shiver down Annabelle's spine.
Edwards couldn't resist the allure of her presence. Annabelle, feeling his warm breath on her skin, wrestled with conflicting emotions. She yearned for him but hesitated, mindful of their contract.
