When Logan began to peel down her panties, Sophia's body tensed, a sudden wave of insecurity washing over her.
“Can you give me a sec to turn the light off?” she asked, her voice quivering slightly.
Logan paused, caught off guard. “Now? Why would you do that?” he asked, surprised. The request seemed out of place, especially in such an intimate moment.
“Please?” Sophia pleaded, her hand instinctively covering a spot just below her navel.
Logan's brow furrowed as he noticed her protective gesture. His gaze lingered on the area she was covering, concern filling his eyes. “What's wrong?” he asked, his voice gentle yet cautious.
“Nothing, I just feel more comfortable turning off the light,” Sophia replied, but her shaky voice betrayed her, revealing that something deeper was troubling her
