I moan a little and he smirks at me.
He throws away the wipes and comes back. I get down, adjust my dress, smoothen the creases. Thank God the material just snaps back into place. I need to thank Stacy again for this lovely dress. I wash my hand and use a wipe in my purse to pay my face dry and dry up the moisture. I wash my hands in the sink basin.
Reid washes his hand too. We do this together silently.
I am scared to break the silence. Where are we?, what does this mean for us?, i trust that Reid is not interested in the Claire woman, it’s the woman I don’t trust. It’s obvious for me to see that she’s interested in him. I mean, who wouldn’t be? He’s the silent strong type of man, reliable, dependable, strong, attractive, damn sexy. What’s not to like ?.
Once he’s done we dry our h
