Two steps.

Not only Michel was standing wrapped in towel lightly sinking his throat to work with the flow of water he was drinking and the evening ceiling dim light making his Adam's apple go up and down with the movement. Erica's eyes burned up as she shifted her gaze to something light and dark was his pants on his armchair. A light blow of the warmth rushing towards her body from Michel's made her uncomfortable.

"Pass me the tuxedo and the cologne" his voice cracked and was having a slow pause in between. Erica's high heels moved rather fast than her body reaching the dark tuxedo with a white bow inside.

Perfectly ironed out. His shoulders flexed even more as he took a glance at Erica's hand which was shivering. "Never touched or saw a tuxedo before?" His fingers gestured in the air.

Erica's eyes met his giving him an honest look and turned away her small face. "No need to hide. You have already seen me naked.....oh, wait. Yeah you have seen be naked before? You have to take responsibility Mi