Lauren surveyed the assortment of bras in the establishment, noting their diverse styles.
Finn plucked one from the rack and placed it against Lauren's chest—a concoction of intertwined leather straps. To Lauren, it seemed more like avant-garde fashion than functional underwear, especially with a conspicuous hole in the chest area that would show a woman's n*pple.
Various thoughts raced through her mind, tinting her cheeks with a flush, though it seemed the other patrons paid them no mind.
"Tell me you're not seriously considering that," she uttered nervously.
"Well, what's your take, sugar?" Finn's playful wink only intensified her discomfort.
"Eew, eew, eew!" Lauren's reaction was immediate. "You can wear that if you want!"
Suppressing a chuckle, Finn set aside the unconven
