Erica
I barged through his office door, slamming the door against the wall that the loud bang from the impact echoed through the room. I absently noticed how calmly he looked up at me unlike yesterday when he had snapped at me and looked almost startled. But now, he just arched a brow at me and waited as I marched to his desk and threw the bundled up dress at him.
“What is it with you wanting to dress me in these shreds of fabric?!!” I snapped at him.
He lifted the dress from his chest and said, “Last I checked it was really a sexy dress.”
I narrowed my eyes at him and gritted out, “This is not funny.”
“I am not laughing.”
“I am not going to wear this.”
He didn’t shrug but it was implied as he said, “I do not have any problem in taking you with me in just your lingerie or better yet
