"...Do I have to be here?"
I asked, an uncomfortable look on my face as I glanced at the rows of dresses hanging around.
It wouldn't have been so jarring if it weren't for the type of dresses they were.
"What?" Christina asked, a cheeky smile adorning her face. "Are you being shy?"
"Not shy, just uncomfortable." I replied, shrugging as I looked around.
"How does this look?" Christina asked, grabbing a short black nightgown and showing it to me.
"Looks alright," I mumbled as she held the dress close to her body to examine it.
The gown was so short that if she wore it, I could see everything below her thighs.
"Are you imagining something?" she asked, making me flinch.
Noticing that, her cheeky smile widened as she walked closer.
Invading my personal space, she leaned closer, whispering softly in my ear, "Wanna see me wearing it?"
"....No," I replied, barely controlling myself from agreeing.
