Chapter 3
Brooke’s POV
My fingers gripped the bottom of my shirt and I yanked it up and over my head before I could chicken out.
The cool basement air hit my bare t**s immediately and my n*****s pulled tight into hard little points right there under the bright lights.
I balled the shirt up and held it out to him.
“Here. Happy now?” I said, trying to sound bitchy but my voice came out shaky.
Grant took it from me without a word and folded it neatly on the table. “Keep going. Everything. Panties too. I want you completely naked for this inspection.”
I shoved my leggings down next, kicking them off my ankles.
My face burned as I hooked my thumbs into my soaked panties and peeled them down my thighs.
The crotch stuck to my p***y lips for a second before coming free. I stepped out
