"I will step out of the room, if you like?" I offered, and Raven gave me the deadly stare, making me smile as I walked to the door. I could hear her Mum telling her what to do as she so clearly began to slip off the shorts and crop top she was wearing. It took all the strength within me not to turn and take a discreet glance at the she-wolf who seemed to have taken permanent residence within my mind. See the body that she had described to me last night in all its glory...
"Oh goddess, Mum, how much f*****g fabric!" Raven grumbled, making me smirk.
"Language, young lady." Her mother reprimanded.
"Oh, I apologise. I pray to the goddess and all her underlings how much bloody fabric?"
I had to hold in a chuckle. There was a lot of fabric. But that was the style of dresses from our parent
