Decker's jaw tightened then he looked away when I began wearing my dress. “You told me you'd focus on your tasks.”
“This is a task.” I pulled up my dress. It slid easily, fortunately for me. I tried to pull the clasp from behind. It didn’t work. “Come zip this for me. And no, this is not me trying to baby trap you or anything.”
I heard him walk to me.
His fingers brushed my spine as he grabbed the zipper. The touch was barely there, but it sent electricity down to my toes. I held my breath as he pulled it up, slow. It was torture not to turn around and kiss him.
When he was done, I turned around, freezing as I realized he was only an inch away from me, his eyes on me.
I swallowed. “Decker, I have to—”
“I don’t want you to go.” He said this very quietly in a whisper. “It’s not… saf
