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“I guess we don’t hang with the same crowd.”
“Yeah, well, that’s not necessarily a bad thing.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
Sucking in his bottom lip for a second before deciding to ignore my question, he grabbed the hem of his hoodie and pulled it off his body.
Once it was off, he offered, “I can buy you a drink, or I can buy you a dress.” He handed me his hoodie. “Or you can just wear this.”
I glanced down at myself and then back at him. “That’s like ten sizes too big for me.”
“You used to beg to wear my hoodies.”
My mouth dropped open. “I did not.”
“Bay?” he mocked in that “be fucking for real” tone that guys used. “You really want to pretend you didn’t steal half my wardrobe?”
“Why would I lie?”
“Oh, that’s right. Bailey Pierce-McGraw doesn’t lie, right? But let me remind you, you stole my hoodies so often that the writers actually wrote it into our on-screen relationship.”
I sarcastically rolled my eyes. “First off, I do lie or else I would have said you looked okay instead of saying handsome.”
He held back a laugh.
“And second of all, I didn’t steal your hoodies. Maybe it was all the groupies coming in and out of your trailer?”
“Groupies, huh?”
I stood on business. “Yeah.”
“That’s funny, considering the only girl I remember coming in and out of my trailer was you.”
My mouth dropped open again. “I was never your groupie.”
“No, Bay,” he adamantly rasped with a sudden hard edge in his clipped tone. “You were a lot of things, but you were never my groupie.”
My cheeks flushed.
My stomach dropped.
And all I wanted to do was pass out right then and there.
Why are his words having such an effect on me?
“Since you have selective amnesia, let me repeat that you can wear my hoodie or you can look like you peed yourself.”
With an offended expression, I remarked, “I do not look like I peed myself.”
He nodded to the mirror behind me before he spun me to look at my reflection.
“Shit…” I groaned, seeing he was right.
Without hesitation, our eyes locked through the glass.
“That’s an awfully tight outfit you’re wearing there, Bay. Do you need me to help you take it off? Because I don’t mind. Besides, it’s not anything I haven’t seen before.”
My eyes widened. “Oh my God. You’re as shameless as ever. News flash, Casanova. We’re not thirteen anymore. This isn’t you show me yours and I’ll show you mine, Aires.”
