Ryan Parker, my fiance, clicked his tongue, clearly annoyed. "Sienna, there you go again. Do you have to make everything into such a big deal? Lily and I practically grew up together. We've known each other since we were kids, and we've seen each other naked. What's so wrong with helping her fasten her bra?"As he spoke, he reached around to Lily Morgan's back without hesitation. With practiced ease, he fastened the clasp, then gave it a light tug to make sure it was secure before pulling his hands away, completely unfazed."See? That's all there was to it. I honestly don't know what you're so upset about." His movements had been so smooth and effortless that a few of the men at the table even gave him approving thumbs-ups. "Attaboy, Ryan! That's how you do it!" Lily playfully shoved his shoulder. "Getting rusty? You snapped the band against my back. That hurt!" Then, she turned to me with an apologetic smile. "I have a larger chest, so my bras tend to come loose all the time.
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