The Wrong Mr. Right — Episode 9

I reach out with trembling hands to unbutton his shirt. The buttons are tiny, my palms are sweaty, and I can't get the first one undone. Colin doesn't move. He watches me struggle with amusement.

But I don't give up. I take a deep breath and finally, undo the first button. The shirt opens, revealing his sculpted chest. My face grows even redder.

My hands tremble more violently. Just then, my fingers accidentally brush against his abdomen. Colin's body suddenly tenses up. He grabs my wrist with surprising force.

That's enough. Get out. What? Butler, prepare the room next door for her.

He pushes me out of the room and slams the door shut.