Don't fret!
Don't fidget!
She did not know why she was nervous, but she was. She felt like her heart was beating faster than usual, and sweat seemed to build behind her neck.
She tried hard to stare anywhere else, avoiding landing her eyes on the man sitting by the driver's seat. The last thing she wanted was to find herself ogling at his magnificent physique while wearing a tight-fitting shirt.
Stop acting like an idiot!
She kept telling herself as she sat quietly on the passenger side of the pickup truck. But in her defense, she was just a human who could not help but appreciate a well-sculptured man.
In addition, no matter how she tried, his strong presence bothered her. She did not want to think of him, but he always managed to sneak into her consciousness.
"Umm!" She thought of saying something but changed her mind, clamping her lips back together.
