My heart went into overdrive. It was pounding hard against my ribcage, begging to burst out. There was silence for a long moment. It caused me to wonder very briefly if the man had left as well, only I was very much aware of the intense presence coming from behind me. I felt my skin prickle at the familiar sensation of being watched.
After what felt like ages, he started toward me, his footsteps sure and measured. I stiffened with each step and I barely resisted the shiver that wanted to pass through me. I felt my whole body blush, feeling very much display as I sat perched on the edge of the padded table, my hands clasped in my lap and my dress riding up high on my thighs.
The footsteps stopped and I knew that he was directly behind me now. The warmth of his body was both comforting and
