Katy's Point of View
"Are you intending to cause me a heart attack?" Mark asks furiously.
"What? Why? " I respond pretending to be innocent.
"This is a very, very, very short dress. You can't wear that, no way I'm allowing you."
"How come I can't?"
"This dress is so f*****g tempting. You can't... you must not..and I'm not going to..." he murmurs while scratching his beard acting uncomfortably. "I won't be able to control myself around you, Katy." He finally confesses.
I ignored him and walked to the dressing room to put on the dress, just as Mark entered the room. He is standing behind me, inches away from my body. He holds my shoulder with his hands and comes closer to the nape of my neck, I can feel his hot breath brushing my skin, he inhales deeply and looks at me in the mirror in
