Chapter 45: Stop it
"Is that what you are going to wear?" Ivo asked as he scrutinized me up and down.
I knitted my forehead as I hurriedly went in front of his mirror. "What's wrong with what I am wearing?" I am only wearing a sexy lace silk nightdress.
"For camp fire? Does it look like..." he paused.
I turned around. "Yes. Do I look sexy in here? But I am wearing boyleg underneath. Plus, there were foam in my—"
"Okay. Okay! I get it, Paris! No need to explain the details!" Ivo hissed and turned around to take his phone on the bedside table and went to his closet.
I just laughed. But I castigated myself for acting so bold at Ivo. I don't know where I took this courage to do this with him. Maybe I should lessen teasing him like that.
My visions turned black when there was something c
