Distracted

"You look distracted," Dora muttered, glancing up from her phone to observe Kael as he stripped in front of her. The charity auction had finally come to an end, and she was already anticipating the news of her and Kael making the trending topics from the leaked picture. That would be the perfect gift for him, especially if the rumors really did bother him as much as he pretended they didn't.

Kael caught her gaze as he unbuttoned his cuffs. He turned his back to her, walking toward the dressing room as he replied, "Just thinking about work."

He reached for the hem of his shirt, but before he could pull it off, he felt Dora's arms snake around his waist. Her chin came to rest lightly on his shoulder as she leaned into him, her eyes meeting his in the mirror. "Your hands are trapped, mister," she whispered teasingly into his ear.