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Chapter 11

  Jeremy turns around and greets me promptly before getting back to work on Harry's suit. Harry wiggles around in the suit to see if it fits and stops abruptly. He looks at me in the mirror and squints his eyes in thought.

"Em, can you come help me? This button on my shirt must be broken or something. It won't close" he smirks. I stand there confused for a second before fulfilling his request.

  He watches me as I approach him and I try not to make any eye contact. I know I'm the one who wanted to come back here and see him but I didn't think my whole plan through. I stand before him and inspect the buttons of his shirt. He has some of the buttons at the top open and the edges of his tattoos peek out. I reach up to close them but he senses my motives and stops me hands with his own. My hands are probably already really sweaty with nerves and his presence isn't helping.

"Which button is it?" I ask so that maybe he will let go of me. I want to be near him and I want to be able to touch him and feel him under my fingertips. But at the same time I don't want to be near him because I don't want him to see me.

  I don't want him to realize that he can do better and I'm just a seemingly desperate girl in his path. I don't want him to know how he truly makes me feel. I don't want him to know the power that he has over me. If only there was a way that I could see all of him without him seeing me.

"Fourth one I think" he responds slowly. He drags out every letter in the words, slowly killing me with lust and hunger for more. I look into his eyes as he says it and I feel trapped. I feel frozen in place, staring at the emerald abysses and full pink lips in front of me. I wouldn't mind staring at them forever, as it's quite a sight.

  I go back to searching his shirt for the broken button and find nothing. The fourth button is in place and perfectly fine. I quickly search the rest of the buttons and find nothing yet again.

"I can't find the broken button. I think it's all good" I say with a shy smile. I step back and Jeremy signals for me to move out of the way. I start to walk out and back to Andy quickly.

"Em!" I hear Harry call right before I'm out of earshot. I turn around and take a few steps so that we can see each other.

"Yes?"

"I'll see you around, okay?" He says as more of statement rather than a question. I nod and continue back toward Andy.

  Andy sees me coming and lights up completely. He sits up straighter in his chair and pats for me to sit on the other. I take a seat and sink into the chair. Closing my eyes, I try to process everything that happened in a matter of minutes. Looking back, some of it just seems like a blur. I know that I was touching his shirt but I don't remember if I actually saw his bare chest or not. All I can remember are the general things that were said and my nerves.

"Come on. Out with it. By the looks of it, something must've happened in there" he says smugly. I take a deep breath and he nudges my leg excitedly.

"Well, I walked in and he was trying on a suit. He said hi and then he asked me to help him with his shirt. He said that there was broken button, so I went to go check. The top buttons of his shirt were open so I tried to close them, but he stopped me. Turns out there were no broken buttons so I just kinda left." I say quickly, hoping that I won't accidentally mention the things going through my mind when I saw him in the mirror.

"That's it? He didn't ask you out or anything? Did you even say anything to him or did you just stand there?" He asks curiously. I can tell that these things make Andy happy. That's the only reason that I probably will ever be this open and honest with him. If he were just asking for gossip or something, I definitely wouldn't tell him what he knows.