Elle managed to button up his shirt half-way without touching him. She had been careful not to touch him while doing so and she also did not dare to lift her eyes to look at him. She knew full well how dangerous it was to look him in the eyes at such a close proximity.
And thus, she kept her gaze focused on his shirt and quietly did her task. But as seconds ticked by, the temperature surrounding them suddenly felt hotter. She could feel his gaze, probing all over her face.
Wanting to finish the task as soon as possible, Elle tried to do it quicker. But in her attempts to rush, she only became more nervous. Her attempt only made her fingers fumble even more and the buttons over his abdomen kept slipping from her fingers. That kept happening until she accidentally brushed his skin with her fingertips.
He immediately stiffened as Elle snatched her hand back, whipping her head up to look at him. It was an accident! Truly!