Meet My Brothers by Red Thirteen

“Close your eyes first," Mia instructed.

However, Timothy didn't comply this time.

He looked down at her and reasoned, "You're asking me to help you put on this dress, right? But how can I do that if I close my eyes?"

Mia fell silent, realizing the implication of her request.

Timothy continued, "We were once married and even have children together. What's there to be shy about in front of me?"

“I'm not shy.”

"Stay still."

Timothy remained silent thereafter. Once he had steadied Mia, he positioned himself behind her.

As he looked at Mia's beautiful, fair back, a depth of emotion shone in his eyes.

Noticing the stuck zipper at her waist, Timothy swiftly crouched down behind her.

her gaze drifting upward to the ceiling.

it seemed that Timothy was adjusting the zipper of her

her back, Mia's body involuntarily

you moving?" Timothy's voice rumbled from

Mia replied, feeling the temperature in the bathroom

longer, she asked, "Are

"Almost."

a zipper. Why are you taking

of the

in a deep breath, feeling

as he whispered, "I've never assisted a woman

jerked her head in surprise, breaking free from his embrace. "Well, I suppose that just goes to show

been as attentive to you

to hear you acknowledge that, but at the moment, I have no shortage of men who treat

that, Mia adjusted her dress and briskly made her way back

herself to a glass of water, trying to calm the fluttering of her heart caused by Timothy's close proximity moments ago. It was an unsettling sensation, to

he casually leaned against the doorframe. "Do you consider

around, Mia noticed Timothy lounging against the door frame, his usual seriousness replaced by a relaxed, laid-back demeanor. Taken aback, Mia spoke out, "Chuck is well-known among elite circles for his greed and lust. I'm not oblivious