Chris' Pov
I looked at a little coffee that had penetrated into his shirt, and the skin that "exposed" had begun to turn red.
The coffee is very hot, but he didn’t utter a word.
I can't care so much. "Mr. Warren, it's rude."
Warren's pov
She stretched out her hand and unbuttoned my button. The speed of unbuttoning was clearly fast, but I felt like I was in slow motion.
I can clearly feel when her little hands rub my skin.
Adam's apple rolls and she wipes it all the way from my chest with a paper towel. Obviously, my body is out of control.
Chris' Pov
Deliberately ignoring his physical changes, I had to continue wiping.
"Mr. Warren, take off your clothes and I'll take them to dry cleaning."
Warren's pov
I turned and entered the suite inside, thinking about Chris had touched me b
