The door to the bathroom clicked closed and Mj leaned against it with her hand on her chest hoping she could somehow calm her heartbeat if she could only touch it. “What the hell was wrong with her, what the hell was wrong with him? She was sure Dante was flirting with her but the way he just told her to put on her shirt had her confused, maybe she read him wrong? Or maybe he was just trying to get some ass and was now tired of chasing her.
