The Richest Man in Metropolis is My Backer by Dream Searcher

Chapter 23

“Mm–hmm.” I nodded, avoiding his gaze.

Cherry seemed to notice. She stared at me with a curious, almost suspicious expression.

I switched to a longer tape and requested, “Please lift your arms and level them, Mr. Kenway.”

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As he complied, I circled behind him and realized he was nearly 6’3” tall. I was lucky to be 5’8” myself. Otherwise, I would have needed a stool just to measure him.

1 finished measuring his upper body quickly, but when it came time to measure his waist and hips, I felt a bit

unsure.

Should I measure from the front or the back?

What was even more striking was that every woman in the room had stopped talking and was now staring at us.

1 suddenly felt very nervous. The tips of my ears were burning–maybe even turning pink.

Soren noticed my hesitation and asked, “What’s the matter Miss Jones?”

tall!” I blurted

“Should I crouch?”

there’s no need,” I

from the front. To do so, I had to wrap the tape around his waist, which meant I

close

had worked with male clients before, but I was never the one taking their measurements–that

looked down at me as I “hugged” him. The warmth of his breath brushed

though it had been spiked with something. The scent of pine forest and musk washed

just like his

I was embracing a ball of flames.

job wasn’t finished yet. I still needed to measure his hips…

felt far too intimate. I couldn’t handle it anymore, so I decided to measure him from

from my hand, and I tried to catch it

grabbed something, all right.

wasn’t the

realized what had happened the moment Soren

made such an elementary—and utterly

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work as an excuse?! A shameless opportunist who copped a feel in public by feigning

measurement attempt, quickly stepped

“I’m sorry!”

women, still stunned, approached to check on us.