Clenching His Shirt

Baffled Sherry was clenching his shirt at the chest point while being enfolded in his arms. She was murmuring gibberish in fear and her legs were wobbly. 

As the vigorous shaking stopped, she tried to open her eyes cryptically and peeked at him. William was already ogling at her intensively and as soon as she looked at him, she found herself embraced by his robust biceps.​​

With a jolt, Sherry immediately departed away from him with a huge leap. Things were already bashful between them but with this unwanted embrace, she felt more embarrassed around him.

"Wh-What the hell just happened now? Why did the elevator stop?" She inquired looking panic-stricken.

William turned away his face away from her and breathed out in a huff. "I think, the elevator is worn out."