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"Chad!" I panicked, picking the dress up and attempting to use it to cover up my nakedness. He stood still as if what he was doing was not an invasion of my privacy. A smirk played on his sexy lips and he leaned against the door. "Well, I don't understand why you're covering up." He said, coming closer and getting ready to close the distance between us. "You are my pretend fiancee so what with the shyness." I had to be dreaming. I pinched my hand to confirm whether that was true or not. It hurt bad and I knew this was reality. He put his hands on my waist and I closed my eyes, afraid to see what would come next. When I felt him withdraw his hands, I calmed and reopened them to his forearm flexed. He had the string of my underwear attached to his index finger, suspended in air. "Wher