Once we get inside John's apartment, all traces of my short-lived attempt at humor are gone. His smile is gone, and his body is tense. He’s waiting for me to tell him what happened in here with Serena.
So, I do. I tell him about Delta Eric taking me to my room earlier than expected and needing to come retrieve my suitcase so I can move it over there. I tell him how Serena was already in here when I arrived, wearing nothing but one of John’s t-shirts and her skimpy little boyshorts because she wanted to be sure that I saw just how comfortable she was in his space and in his clothes.
Not to leave anything out, I also admit to him that the first thing I did was insist that she get dressed in her own clothes because even recognizing what she intended by her outfit and that it was a power mo
