Sara's eyes widened as she watched Jamie. He was taking his time, the tie now hanging loosely around his neck. His strong, defined fingers slowly unbuttoned his white shirt, revealing glimpses of his firm, toned muscles.
After unbuttoning the last button, Jamie hesitated for a moment before taking off the shirt completely and tossing it aside.
His broad chest and arms, along with his well-defined abs and lean, V-shaped waist, were fully revealed to Sara. Her pupils dilated unconsciously, and she swallowed hard.
This body... absolutely perfect.
Jamie's hand hovered over his belt as he looked up at her. "Want me to keep going?"
"Yeah!" Sara had completely moved past her embarrassment and was now fully caught up in a new wave of hormonal excitement. She couldn't tear her eyes away from him and nodded again, repeating, "Yeah"
"..." Jamie's eyes narrowed slightly behind his glasses. He flicked her forehead gently with his finger. "You're pushing your luck."
Sara instinctively raised her hand to cover her forehead, but Jamie grabbed her collar, holding it tightly. He lifted his other hand to gently rub her forehead. "If you let go this time, you'll really expose yourself,"he warned.
"He looked down at her, a slight smile playing on his lips, a glint of amusement in his eyes. 'I really don't want to strip again,' he said. 'So hold on tight and don't space out. I'm going to the yard to get the luggage.'"
"His smile faded quickly, but because they were close enough, she saw it clearly. For a moment, her heart skipped a beat."
Jamie looked especially mature and composed when he wasn't smiling. But when he did, his eyes behind the glasses would slightly curve, revealing a faint under-eye bag. It wasn't very noticeable, but it was like the warm sun of spring, instantly softening his entire demeanor and giving him a youthful vibe, more fitting for his 22 years."
Jamie put on his shirt and went outside. He brought her two suitcases into the main room and asked, "My grandmother wants you to come over for dinner tonight."
Before Sara could respond, he added, "I won't be there."
Sara was torn about whether to go or not. It was already past five, and having just returned, there was nothing at home to cook. Going out to buy ingredients and then preparing a meal would take too long. But going to Grandma Lorelei's for dinner felt awkward too, especially after she and Jamie had just seen each other naked. Sitting down to a meal together seemed embarrassing."
Hearing that Jamie wouldn't be there, she asked instinctively, "Where are you going?"
Jamie was buttoning his shirt. He paused for a few seconds before continuing. "Back to the city. I have work to do."
Sara just said "oh," thinking to herself how dedicated he was. Even with his busy work schedule, he still made time to visit Grandma Lorelei.
Before leaving, Jamie asked her, "Will three days be enough for you to process everything?"
Sara was confused and replied with an "ah," looking at him blankly.
Jamie stared at her through the air, and just before she could awkwardly avert her gaze, he turned away, saying lightly, "Nothing."
It looks like she'll be able to process everything in less than three days.
Leaving Sara's house, Jamie went home first.
Grandma Lorelei was picking vegetables in the garden. Seeing him return, she walked around him with her hands behind her back and huffed, "Where are the blueberries? Weren't you bringing me blueberries?"
Jamie pressed his lips together and said nothing.
Grandma Lorelei glanced at him and said grumpily, "I told you to wait a couple of days before coming back so I could gauge the situation. But you came back even earlier than her."
Jamie lowered his gaze, his voice particularly deep. "Grandma, I've already waited twelve years."
