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| can manage on my own,” she said firmly.
Lyndon, with a subtle smile, advanced and began to undo the buttons of her loungewear.
Tilda, taken aback, swiftly intervened, her hand darting out to halt his movements.
“No, I've got this,” she protested, wincing as she inadvertently agitated her wound.
Lyndon’s expression softened, concern coloring his tone.
“Why must you always be so headstrong? We've been this close before.
There’s no need for modesty now,” he chided gently.
Tilda faltered, her cheeks tinged with red.
Indeed, they had been close before, but familiarity hadn't eased her discomfort.
She was still embarrassed.
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Sure, she had read countless and scripts, but that didn’t mean she’d no longer mind what Lyndon was
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Tilda’s protest died on her lips as Lyndon’s hands resumed their work, peeling away the fabric of her top.
The cool air brushed against her skin, sending a shiver down her spine.
His gaze lingered on her chest, deepening her discomfort.
Tilda turned away abruptly, shielding her front from his view.
“Could you please not stare? It's different being the subject rather than the observer,” she admonished, her
voice a mix of irritation and embarrassment.
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smoothness of her skin- an image both fragile and alluring.
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