Mia stared at him, an awkward look in her eyes. Ryan doesn't know how to knot a tie?
"You said?" She asked just to be sure she had heard him right the first time.
"I hate repeating myself," Ryan said, staring down at her.
Mia took a towel, dried her hands and walked toward him hesitantly. She stopped right in from him, trying not to meet his gaze that was readily fixed on her.
Speak of being in an uncomfortable situation...
she twirled the tie in a knot.
Mia was not as tall as he was; she had to stand on her toes just to reach him, making their bodies unnecessarily close to each other.
She was close enough to feel the firmness of his broad chest. Her heart raced wildly, realising he had his eyes on her, watching her.
Why does he make her feel uncomfortable with those eyes of his t
