Maddie's POV
As we walked into the art gallery, I felt the warmth through my dress with Mariko's hand on the small of my back. My heart raced because of his touch. But it wasn't for long until he removed his hand from my back as soon as we were now taking champagne from the waiter at the door. Champagne glasses stood on a table, ready to be served for more guests that arrived. This time, I followed after Mariko as he weaved through the guests, but every now and then he would check if I'm okay behind him until we stood in front of a painting of a woman that was naked, only her breasts were covered with her arm and a sheet was draped around her private parts.
I was standing beside him, most of the guests were chatting further away, this side was more of the s^xual images, but as I looked
