Natalie Vaughn kept slightly leaning forward, the posture itself was already uncomfortable, and the dress was a bit tight for her, causing her to feel tired after standing for just a short while.
Seeing Zane Thorne unmoving, she turned her head about to ask if he couldn't find the zipper, only to meet his eyes filled with deep desire.
Her heart trembled slightly.
That look in Zane Thorne's eyes seemed as if he wanted to devour her.
Natalie Vaughn's voice trembled.
"If you can't do it, I'll just do it myself."
As she was about to straighten up, the man reacted swiftly, reaching out to scoop up her waist. Apparently, he didn't use much force, but Natalie Vaughn felt she was already confined by him.
In the meantime, Zane Thorne had already taken off his coat and rolled up his sleeves. His now exposed upper arms, which tensed with slight exertion, revealed beautiful and firm muscle lines, along with the same blue veins on the back of his hands, and it was all too sexy.
