Alicia instinctively clutched onto her dress the moment she felt it loosen up. But she quickly regained her composure at the thought of the words he had said just a moment ago – those words that irked her.
She wanted to just let her dress slide down since it was loose enough to do so. But mortification came rushing at her before she could do so. Biting on her lower lip, she looked over her shoulder to check on how Ezekiel was behaving.
His expression was annoyingly neutral. Or was he returning back to his usual statue self again?
The urge to get back at him by undressing shamelessly before him suddenly surged within her. She hated that she seemed to be the only one who kept being rendered speechless by him. But then again, what if… what if she really was unattractive to him and she would not even get to evoke a reaction on his face even if she stood before him completely naked? Would she be able to handle that blow to her ego?
