The look I had on my face was filled with doubt as I still found it unbelievable that I was wearing George's T-shirt yet he tells me nothing happened between us.
‘It’s not like I was expecting anything to happen anyway'.
“Okay fine, I will tell you the truth as plain as it is, but please stop staring at me with those eyes of yours like you are trying to put some kind of handcuffs to my hands,” George uttered throwing his hands to the air as he gestured.
I sat on the bed picking my gown, the material feels like silk in my hand.
Leaning on the bed, I felt George's weight as he climbed on the bed, made the bed slope, letting him adjust to the other side of the bed.
George filled my ears with what I wanted to hear, what my ears itch to be filled with. His countenance was intense as he
