Connor spotted Chloe approaching. Without a second thought, he reached out his hand and said, "Give me your hand."
Chloe had no idea what Connor was up to. Curiosity got the better of her, and she extended her hand, placing it in his.
Connor grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him with a swift tug, guiding her hand to something unexpected...
Chloe was stunned. She was known for her usual composure, but still almost lost her cool. Connor had placed her hand on his abs.
A mischievous grin spread across Connor's face, oozing seduction. "Feel those eight-pack abs, nice, huh?"
The warmth and firmness of his skin under her palm felt almost electrifying. But to Chloe, it was like touching a hot stove. She reflexively tried to yank her hand back.
Connor held on tight, keeping her hand pressed against his abs, still smiling that infuriating smile.
"Connor, are you out of your mind?" Chloe snapped.
Finally, she managed to pull her hand away. Her palm felt like it had been set ablaze, the heat spreading to her cheeks, turning them bright red. But Chloe was certain it was anger fueling the fire.
"You're crazy," she retorted.
Chloe knew she shouldn't have let curiosity get the best of her. She should have known he was up to something. Even though she thought she was prepared, she still fell for his antics.
Connor noticed the flush on Chloe's face, the brief panic in her eyes, and now her obvious anger. He found it all highly entertaining. Leisurely, he began unbuttoning his shirt. "I'm letting you touch for free, not even charging you, and you're still complaining?"
"I don’t want to touch you. It just dirtied my hand," Chloe shot back.
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