Carl's voice became anxious as footsteps became louder outside the locked toilet door. “Jessica?”
"Just a moment." Hopefully he couldn't hear how out of breath I sounded.
Was it the weight of the garment that dragged me down, or was it what I was about to do? I dug my fingers into the plunging neckline and rearranged my boobs in the built-in cups. I didn't have much cleavage to work with, but I'd show it off.
I took a deep breath, seized the handle, and yanked the door open. When I walked into the room, the chiffon skirt of the garment remained silent. When Carl's deep brown eyes turned toward me, everything was dead f*****g silence.
He didn't even blink. He was immobile, holding a glass of red wine in each hand. His attention was fixed on me, yet I felt it all over my body. I could fe
