Charlotte lowered her gaze, feeling the intensity of Sebastian's stare. "Should... uh, help you out?" she muttered, fidgeting with the hem of her dress. This was the first time she'd worn such a revealing outfit, even during her time with Victor.
As she noticed Sebastian's lips parting, a wave of embarrassment washed over her. She felt the dress was more daring than Raymond had suggested. "I'm just going to go change. This dress is too... uh..."
Sebastian's voice cut in, a little higher than expected. "No. I mean, you can help me out. Come on up, you can sit at the counter and watch me." His tone was husky, as if he was possessed. He'd intended to remind her of her promise not to interfere, but the sight of her in that dress had unexpectedly changed his mind.
Charlotte nodded, her eyes following Sebastian's gaze as she walked towards him. She sat down shyly on the long stool, watching him with a timid glance.
