Adrian caught her as if she was going to fall to the ground. Her weight pressed against his chest, their faces inches apart. Lopez's heart raced with nervousness at their proximity. She could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin, sending shivers down her spine.

"Mr. Adrian," Lopez mumbled, her cheeks burning crimson with embarrassment. She tried to push herself away from him, but Adrian's hold was still firm. He was busy admiring her. He didn’t hear the first call.

“Mr. Adrian,” she called out again.

Finally, Adrian snapped out of his reverie, blinking in surprise as he realized Lopez's predicament.

"Oh, sorry," he said, releasing his grip...