Can he hear people's thoughts? I couldn't believe this. My hands slipped away from his buttons as I continued staring at him in shock.
"Why?" He gave me a knowing look when I remained silent.
"How... How did you know that?" I asked, baffled.
He chuckled. "It's written all over your face." As he said this, he held my hand and brought it to his shirt. "Can you?" He settled his gaze on me again.
Seeing how intently he was staring at me made me flustered. I forcefully pulled my eyes away from him and returned them to his buttons. I fixed the three remaining buttons before stepping away from him.
"All done," I announced.
"Thank you." He adjusted the collar and walked to the mirror.
"Perfect," he smiled and turned to me.
"Anything else?" I asked, but before he could answer, his phone beeped.
"One minute, please." He walked to his phone and read the text. "It's Julian; he wants us downstairs."
