Lance.
What an ice breaker.
Lorenzo Leaz will forever be known as the cockblocker.
"We're fine," I call out before Ford loses his mind. I can see the terror in his eyes. He doesn't want to get caught. We were almost caught and to me, it is fucking exciting.
"You were helping me with my clothes," I whisper to him. This is my way of telling him that this secret is safe with me. He has nothing to worry about. We kissed, yes but it doesn't mean I want to shout it out to the world. I need him to accept this first before I pressure him on anything else.
He moves away from me and I walk out of the dressing room "So, I choose this one."
I don't bother with the other clothes because I don't give a shit. I am not interested in this wedding and I am sure Lorenzo can make this look good "Oh, the perfect choice," he exclaims as Ford walks out of the dressing room.
