I stare at myself in the mirror, back to wearing the pajamas I wore when I left the house. It's a silly lace lingerie two piece set. Maroon shorts with a maroon satin top, a daring choice for me in the heat of the moment. Why didn't I wear anything else when I went to apologize to him. Although now I know he most definitely didn't deserve it. I'm suddenly reminded of Will beating Jake up, remember something he said before the fight broke out. He told Jake to mind his business, that it wasn't Nikki. I remember his wandering eyes.
Why does it all make sense now?
In the living room is not only my brother, but three very muscular, very sinful, and very tempting men whom I thought I would never associate myself with. Did they notice my skimpy pajamas when I came searching for Richie with des
