LUCIA
He suddenly stopped mid-sentence, lowering his pen to the desk. His expression shifted, more serious now.
“You look… uncomfortable,” he said, leaning slightly toward me. “Is something wrong?”
My stomach twisted. I knew I shouldn’t say it. I wasn’t supposed to. But the words spilled anyway. “Well… no, not exactly. But I won’t lie,” I murmured, my fingers gripping the edge of my chair. “I’m… feeling something. Through my stomach… all the way down…” My cheeks burned. “…down to my panties.”
His brown eyes widened, the shock flashing across his face before he quickly masked it.
“Alright,” he said after a moment. “We can stop here. That’s enough for today…”
I pushed back my chair, ready to flee from the embarrassment gripping me, but then he reached out and caught my hand. “No, wait,
