I optically canvassed as a very polished man before me unbuttoned his suit jacket and opened it remotely. I felt my face heat when I visually perceived his vest underneath. I bowed my head, taking long slow breaths. I needed to control myself. It was just a vest for god’s sake!
When I looked back up, Greyson had an ankle reposing on his knee and his hands gripping his calf. I didn’t verbalize it because I wanted Greyson to feel comfortable. I waited patiently for him to commence verbalizing.
“I understand speaking with a stranger can be hard,” I paused. “However, I can’t help you if I don’t know what you require,” I verbalized, reposing my arms on my thigh.
“I don’t mundanely do things like this.”
I watched as he flexed his hands on his calf. His knuckles were white from how ha
