3 - Look at Me and Answer
Mia
I swallowed the lump in my throat and stayed by the front door, which he ordered me to do. He came back with a couple of hand towels after rummaging in the washroom closet. I accepted one of them and started patting my hands and tee-shirt, staring in horror at the sight of my nude bra being glaringly visible through the sheer dark top. The only night I decided to wear something sexy and it embarrasses me. Great, thanks world.
“Oh,” I let out a soft chuckle when he started patting my wet hair with a towel. “You don’t have to.”
James glared at me. “You’ll get sick. You can’t miss your first day of school.”
“High School.” I corrected him, crossing my arms.
His eyes lowered to my arms before snapping at my face as heat crept up his neck. “Junior year of hig
