LANEY
After our moment in the shower, Becker got dried and left. Not even a goodbye. Arsehole. That reaction alone confirmed that I could In fact go through with this without catching feelings for him. He’s a pompous jerk. There’s no way I would ever fall for such an arrogant arsehole. Well, not again. Now I know better. I decided to get myself dressed and go stop by his office to see if he still wanted the designing done by me. If not I’m packing my stuff and leaving, I’ve had enough. I slip my grey knee length wool cardigan over my shoulders. Paired with my skinny light blue jeans and a black bodysuit. My auburn hair is in its natural form, loose curls falling just below my shoulder blades. I have no make up, as I glance towards the mirror my pale, freckled face looks presentable, just
