Rose laughed now despite his hard body pressing against her so hard. “He gave me a ride to my game today, silly. I was late, so I had to change in his backseat. You've seen me change in and out of my uniforms, so you know he didn't see a thing. But I ran out of the car so fast a few things must've fallen out of my bag."
He stared in her eyes for a moment, turning her insides into liquid like he always had then kissed her deeply, stopping only to look in her eyes again. “I want my bra back." She smirked. “It's one of my lucky ones."
“You're not getting it back."
“Why not?"
“Because after having to deal with seeing my girlfriend's bra in the backseat of another guy's car—my brother's car—I deserve some kind of compensation."
Rose laughed. “So you're gonna hold my bra hostage?"
“Yes."
