"Ms. Anderson, I've already explained what happened last time—it was a complete accident! I swear, I wasn't intentionally peeking! And I didn't steal your underwear or stockings either. Yes, I do have feelings for you, but I don't have that kind of fetish. I'm not interested in your used lingerie!" Henry's voice was firm, his expression earnest as he tried to defend himself.
"Besides," he continued, his tone growing more impassioned, "any man would be tempted by a beautiful woman like you actively seducing them! The fact that I was physically aroused by you doesn't prove I'm the underwear thief. It only proves how incredibly attractive you are!" His eyes met hers, pleading for her to believe him.
Julie's face, which had just begun to regain its usual composure, flushed crimson once more.
