After they left, I got up and found all of my clothes before getting dressed again. I put my bra on under Val’s shirt instead of putting my own back on. I liked the scent of him clinging to the fabric.
I tossed my shirt into the hamper and grabbed my laptop from the bag in my room. Instead of going to the kitchen table, I curled up on the couch and opened it. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t stop being angry about Marius interrupting me and Val.
The way he acted like he was in the right for interrupting us. The way he asked after things like I should be entirely comfortable talking to him while I was practically naked. Sure, witches did a lot of spells naked and most of us were comfortable with it, but there was a huge f*****g difference between ‘spell naked’ and ‘in the middle o
