Everleigh's POV
He stood with hands akimbo and gazed at me for a few seconds.
He then wore a smile, lifted both hands into the air and began to tug on his shirt.
"What are you doing?" I said, discomforted by his actions and gestures.
"Stripping for you, my love," He said, taking his shirt off.
"Please stop," I responded.
"What? You don't find me attractive?"
"You're a very handsome man, Felix. But I don't want to see you naked."
"Why not?" His voice shivered, threatening to break. He appeared very sober.
He had somehow succeeded in taking his shirt off and now stood with his bare hairy chest, gazing down at me and waiting for a response.
Felix was still very attractive and handsome, I couldn't deny that fact.
I looked at him with a mouthwatering expression, swallowed the de
