Lia
“What do you think?” I asked Owen when I stepped into the living room.
He gave a long, low whistle. “Girl, are you trying to give Beast a heart attack? He’s going to go nuts on any guy that looks at you.”
I looked down at myself. I saw what some of the girls at the club wore. Even the old ladies didn’t wear much to the imagination. Except for Becca and Cassie, they seemed to ooze confidence. Becca had on shorts and a t-shirt, and Cassie had on a cute sundress when I saw them last. But the rest of the women had on tube tops and really short skirts. Or super skin-tight dresses. I was in a pair of black jean shorts that hugged my butt and thighs. They stopped mid-thigh. Tucked into my shorts was a purple tank top. I was braless, but I put n****e stickers on so my n*****s wou
