Page 21 of Tipping the Scales


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Her eyebrows shoot up as I get closer, her body crumpling slightly as if she is worried about why I am encroaching on her space.

"Fuck Laney, put that back on." I hustle to her, pulling her dress off my sweatshirt and holding it against her body. The static electricity gives her hair a frizzy, freshly fucked look. The deep pools of mossy green widen as she processes what just happened.

"Oh shit, that was bad. Let me go ... umm, change into something else."

"It's fine," I say, looking towards the ceiling to keep from staring any longer at her body. "I should get going. You get to bed. I know where you work, I will swing by another time and get my sweatshirt." I don't want to leave, especially not after learning that she was completely bare under her dress the whole night. No bra to keep her petite breasts in place. No panties to keep her most private part hidden, ready to flash anyone with just the right movement.

"Yeah, okay." She agrees, clutching her dress over herself and moving her eyes to the floor, avoiding my eyes.

My hand curls around the side of her neck, pulling her face towards me, and I see the worry in the way her eyebrows knit together. I touch my lips to her forehead, breaking in one more drag of her shampoo that now has the slightest tinge of my scent underneath. I take a step back, my chest pulsing quickly in time with my hurried breaths. "Goodnight, Laney."

Acting against every cell in my body, I turn away from her, grasp the doorknob and pull it open. I force my feet to walk away from her, something that I have had to do way too fucking much lately. I hear the door click shut behind me, a soft voice whispering goodnight to me. It takes all the strength I can muster to keep moving down the hall.

Step.

It's complicated.

Step.

There'shistory.

Step.

Is there a future?

My ass hits the seat when I get back to my car, my hands gripping tightly to the steering wheel. My body needs a minute to accept I am leaving her, but at least I am leaving her with something of mine so that I have an excuse to see her again soon.

I hit my forehead against the wheel, trying to knock some sense into my brain. I need to end things with Carina because this thing with Delaney is far from over, and we both know it.

Colton just saw every inch of my lady bits. He has seen it all before, but that was before I became a woman, my body filling in just enough to give me more of an hourglass figure.

Damn Bryn for telling me to wear sequins, the fabric clinging to his sweatshirt that was hot from my body heat. The cold air hadn't registered on my skin until Colton was in front of me, attempting to shield my nakedness from his wandering eyes.

That's what I get for not wearing panties, but a dress that fits like a literal plastic glove is ruined if there are visible panty lines and that was not a chance I was willing to take, even if no one would be able to tell with the dim lighting of the club. I can usually get away without a bra thanks to my lack of curves in the boob region, and then I was caught with my nipples out and exposed to the one guy who shouldn't have seen it all. An honest accident.

My phone slides on the table next to my bed, the melodic vibration the only sound in the room.

Please don't be Colt, please don't be Colt, please don't be Colt.

I think Carina has finally puked out all of her organs. Safe to say she will be avoiding booze for the next week or two. She is a hot mess. You home safe? Colton didn't throw you in a ditch or something right? Text 1 for yes, 2 for no.

I breathe out a sigh of relief when it's Bryn's name I see instead of his. It is too soon for me to be confronted with what happened tonight.

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LOL at least I wish he had thrown me in a ditch. Instead we had the most awkward encounter ever and I want to light myself on fire.

Fuck, I shouldn't have said that.

But yay for being home safe, time to sleep away this nightmare.

Ugh, sorry babe. I definitely want details though. I'll stop by the shop later so you can fill me in. Rest up early bird, it's almost time to wake up haha.

Don't remind me. Night *kissy face*

Sweet dreams gorgeous.

You better not dream about him!

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