Jo's Point of View...
As I slipped into Felix's hoodie, the sleeves extended far beyond my fingertips, and the hem practically swallowed my petite frame. The sleeves, far too long, cascaded over my hands, and the oversized hood, when pulled up, hid my face completely. It would hide my features and make it difficult to discern who I was. I could enjoy the tantalizing scent of amber and musk that the hoodie offered and employ the privacy it provided. This was perfect!
"Jo, you look adorable in my hoodie! Be careful; I may get used to you wearing my clothes," Felix smirked.
I blushed and looked down. It was comfortable, and if I was honest with myself, there was a certain charm in being engulfed by something designed to fit him, not me. I'd never had a boyfriend before, and for the briefes
