Chapter 95

• "Spin, let me see," He moved back and I did a little twirl. He didn't say anything immediately, just smiled stupidly and ran his hands through his hair.
• "What?" I wanted to know what he was thinking.
• "Skirt looks so fucking good on you," he confessed and smiled again."But, it really is short. We're gonna get it." He resigned to our fate, but I had to remind him that it didn't have to be 'we'. I wore the skirt, I could take the scolding for it, and he didn't have to share the blame.