Brooklyn’s heart raced as she watched Drake watch her. His gaze hot and intent watching her like a predator that found prey. She hadn’t planned on him catching her changing but she couldn’t say she was sorry.
She knew he was attracted to her. Just as much as she was attracted to him. So why keep fighting it? They were two consenting adults. While a relationship between them wasn’t possible that didn’t mean they had to live like monks.
A boldness she’d never felt before took over and Brooklyn turned to face Drake fully. Reaching behind her she unhooked her bra and let it fall. Her n*****s hardened not only from the chilled air but him. Drake’s eyes stayed locked on hers there was want and hesitation in them. His Adam’s apple bobbing as he remained rooted on the spot. His hands clenching
