Lana’s P.O.V.
I had just walked out of the shower and was still combing my wet hair, I had put on my clothes – some jeans and a simple black tshirt- and had opened the bathroom door, so the steam hanging inside my bathroom could make its way out. And I grinned, since it didn’t take too long after that, before Jamie made his way into my bathroom, and he leaned against the door post, looking too damn hot like usual, as he greeted me with his grin.
“What’s so funny?” I giggled, looking at him as I kept combing my hair. He was looking at me with this look that made my knees weak. If he would give me this look and mix it with his dimpled smile, I knew I would never in a million years be able to say no to him, no matter what the subject might be.
“I invited some friends tonight at the bar, I
