She glared at him. The man could play innocent even when he acted rascally.
"Think whatever you want, but it's not happening," said Cynthia flatly.
As she tried to fasten the buckles, she found her fingers inexplicably clumsy today. The two little buckles seemed to be playing hide and seek with her, and she just couldn't get them done.
Cynthia broke into a sweat in a hurry.
Andrew stepped forward and skillfully fastened the buckles, adjusting them for her before helping her put the clothes on.
She looked over at him and smiled derisively. "You know, Andrew, you're really good at this sort of thing!"
Andrew glanced at her and quickly slipped his hand underneath her clothing, taking a firm grip on her waist. "Well, after tying and untying it so many times, I've gotten pretty good! I ca
