Love Me, Loathe Me.
"Strip."
"What?"
"I said you should strip... You've lost your courage so fast?"
Mavis stutters, colour flooding her cheeks.
He takes a step further, coming to stand right behind her. he pushes her hair to one side, leaving her left shoulder bare save for the strap of the flimsy red dress. With a deep inhale, he picks the one strap and tugs on it until it slides down her arm, loose.
"I am paying you Ten Million Dollars, I should at least have some fun."
When the tip of his fingers touch her skin again, it slides dangerously close to her cleavage, and maybe, just maybe, she'd like to have his palms cup her breasts the same way they'd done all those years ago.
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