034Brianna Pounds“Fine,” she muttered, a cold kind of resignation settling over her features. “I get it now.” Her hand went to the hem of her hoodie, and she yanked it upward. My eyes widened at the sudden movement.“What are you doing?” Nico’s voice rose in warning.“What does it look like I'm doing?” She pulled the fabric over her head, revealing her stomach. I had to admit, she looked soft and feminine, her red lace bra barely containing her. “Stripping, of course.”“Kariana, stop.” Nico started toward her, his hands raised as if to physically halt her.Kariana recoiled, forcing him to pause. “You want this, don't you?” She glanced down at herself. Even though I couldn't see Nico's face from my angle, I was certain his eyes were wide. But why wouldn't he just leave?“Kariana, I said stop! Quit this shit,” Nico tried to bellow, but it did nothing to deter her. Her fingers were already at the waistband of her sweatpants.“Shit, huh?” She hooked her fingers into the elastic and push
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