#Chapter 144
I giggle as Jake finally releases me from his arms in the changing cubicle, shaking my head at him in disbelief. My face must match the color of the dress I’m trying to retrieve from the floor. His eyes dark and wicked, buttoning up his shirt with a huge grin on his face as I try my hardest to get dressed without being knocked into the narrow walls, it’s so cramped in here.
I can’t believe he managed to get me naked and have sex without knocking the feeble walls down.
/"Was this your plan from the word go? Claiming to need me in the changing room to admire your shirt choices./" I dart up at him while trying to get my bra straps on untwisted, he drops his shirt and instead straightens the strap on my shoulder, reaching behind me to help straighten it. He answers with a wolfish grin, dimples on display.
Why am I even surprised by this? I should have known the second his hand ran under my skirt as we walked to the changing area.
