Misty POV
Wyatt did not have to go as far as he did with my disguise; he clearly did so to mess with me, and it worked. I mean, I got the job, but all attention was on my body. He was going to pay. I knew well he was going to want some time together before tonight, but he wasn't getting it this time. And I knew well he was turned on right now; he couldn't hide it if he wanted to.
We were all prepared for tonight, so we had nothing to do until we left. As we both entered our room, as I expected, he immediately went to me. "You did good, Misty," he praised me.
"Yes, I did, no thanks to you," I admitted. "Now, if you don't mind, I'm going to shower again. Although the disguise is gone, I feel gross," I admitted as I walked past him.
He tried to follow, but I stopped him, earning a childi
