/Tracy's POV/
Having watch Stacy exit the house in the morning I had my breakfast with Chris who had this smug look on his face. But I refuse to comment on it as we slowly munch on our food for the morning. He helped in clearing the table while I did the dishes, but he also assisted and he wouldn't stop brushing hands with me, I was certain he was hoping for a reaction from me but I decided not to give him the satisfaction he was looking for. I acted unaffected by every single touch of his and after the dishes I headed upstairs to have a proper wash, I was stripping when Chris came up to me, I ignored him and tried to work on bra hook, he helped and I almost suck in a breath when his hands brush past my sides, the memory of the previous night was hyping every single thing he was doing to
