CATHERINE SMITH
My eyes widened when I glanced down and saw Samuel’s hand sliding playfully along the hem of my dress. He met my gaze with a sly, sideways smile. As his fingers brushed the skin of my thigh, the sensations were far more intense than I’d anticipated. My mind raced with confusion and a mix of excitement I could barely comprehend.
“Damn!” I thought, struggling to maintain my composure.
“Samuel, I knew you were protective of Rose, but I didn’t think she’d get you into so much trouble,” Merlin said, turning her head back. I instinctively moved to the side, nearly crashing against the metal wall of the elevator. “Cathy, are you okay?” she asked, her eyes widening in concern.
I was at a loss for words, the shock of Samuel’s touch leaving me momentarily speechless. Merlin was o
