Today's OneWord: Sleeves

Chris wore her shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the top button undone, the blue collar parting just enough to expose the blunt collarbone underneath. As she opened up the toolbox and fished out the hammer, I watched from a distance, the power drill shaking somewhat in my hand. We had been working together on building this house for six months now, the only two females assigned to the task - and of course, like a fool, I was beginning to fall for her.