"Come on I'm joking, how would I let a random woman touch me?" Lucius said, flashing her one of those half-grins that made it impossible to tell whether he was serious or just enjoying himself.
However, Alexia's expression didn't change.
She finished unbuttoning his shirt with like a professional that she was, her lips pressed into a tight line.
The crisp fabric slid off his shoulders, revealing the simple white singlet underneath.
It took Alexia all of her willpower not to stare too long.
The muscles that moved beneath the thin cloth looked like they were sculpted.
Subtle lines traced along his chest, his shoulders, and even his arms.
She folded the white shirt neatly, tucking it to the side as though the act of folding cloth would distract her from the fact that she wanted to run her hands across his torso.
She turned quickly, reaching for the rack where the three clothing sets had been neatly prepared.
