Callea was swift in changing her dress. Her heart was beating fast. Deive knew her size. He was even better than her when it comes to guessing the size of her body. It fits her perfectly as if his hand molder her body and his measurement was imprinted in his memory. Then he wanted to play Barbie with her? No way, Jose. He won’t be that lucky.
She felt sluggish when she tried on the first dress. It was a lavender off-shoulder dress that reached just above her knees. She was not smiling when she looked at herself in the mirror and growled at her reflection like a feral animal. What if she tried to crawl when she modeled the dress for him? That would give her quite a thrill.
A knock on the door made her stop thinking about her evil plans. Then she heard Deive’s voice on the other side of th
