"Sweetheart, let me massage your feet," Alex said, placing her on the bed and taking her feet in his lap.

Alisha felt nervous as he offered to massage her feet, placing them in his well-defined muscular lap, which only heightened her nervousness.

"Why are you shaking, Angel?" Alex questioned, softly holding her feet and starting to massage them gently.

Like an expert, because he is used to massaging his mother's feet, so it's not something new for him.

"You don't have to massage my feet, I'm ...