Chapter 98. Oops

CHARLOTTE

“You’re all dressed up already? Going to work?”

He nodded, adjusting his cuffs with that calm ease of his.

“Yeah. I actually wanted to ask which shirt I should wear earlier, but you were asleep,” he teased lightly. “I ended up choosing the black one. But now that you’re awake, you get to decide—black or white?”

I smiled, pretending to think hard even though the answer was obvious. I’d always seen him in black.

“White,” I said softly.

He chuckled, shaking his head. “I knew you’d say that.”

Then he began unbuttoning the black shirt right in front of me.

My breath hitched at the casual display of his lean, muscular torso. Even though I tried to act unfazed, I couldn’t help it—his body was mesmerizing. Not overly jacked, just perfectly toned, with those defined abs that could make your throat go dry.

And that narrow waist… leading down to dangerous territory.

When I looked up, I found him watching me.

Oh God—he’