“I can’t put on this trash!” Evelyn barked. “Get me something better!”
Zara squinted and looked at her in confusion, “Do you think I am your maid or something?”
“Aren’t you?” Evelyn replied with a confused look of her own.
Zara gasped in disbelief, “You don’t want to wear what I gave you? Fine, feel free to go naked!”
As soon as Zara said that, she regretted it. This crazy woman might do that and Alpha Draven was still outside.
Draven could not move from his seat. He was worried that his hardness might burst through his jeans and stick out.
He kept picturing it, her firm perfect breasts, perfect curve, and the goodness that he caught a good view of when she parted her legs.
The more he thought about it, the firmer he became, he could not get her out of his head, could not shake away
