Chris' Pov

I looked at a little coffee that had penetrated into his shirt, and the skin that "exposed" had begun to turn red.

The coffee is very hot, but he didn’t utter a word.

I can't care so much. "Mr. Warren, it's rude."

Warren's pov

She stretched out her hand and unbuttoned my button. The speed of unbuttoning was clearly fast, but I felt like I was in slow motion.

I can clearly feel when her little hands rub my skin.

Adam's apple rolls and she wipes it all the way from my chest with a paper towel. Obviously, my body is out of control.

Chris' Pov

Deliberately ignoring...