His fingers trailed down from my shoulder, his fingertips grazing the back of my arm. I shivered. I wasn’t about to move, but my entire body was ready to jump as I felt his hands press on either side of my hips.
“This dress doesn’t fit you,” he said.
I gulped a breath.
“I know. It’s my friend’s dress,” I said.
He stepped closer to me. He didn’t touch me with anything but his hands, but I could tell that he was closer. His body heat radiated through the air between us, and his breath was warm on my neck.
“Take it off.”
“Excuse me?” I couldn’t believe that I had heard him correctly.
“Take it off.”
“Excuse me?”
“You’re excused for your insolence,” Knox growled. “Now take off the damn dress.”
Before I could figure out how to respond, he pulled me backwards. I fell off balance and lan
