Jenna
I shower quickly and change into my pajamas. I don’t really want to sit around this late at night in my dress. I also don’t want to give Brandon the wrong idea. I have no intentions of sleeping with him tonight. I’m on a downer about my body, and I don’t want him to see me naked in any way. Not that he’d like to see my vile curves without clothes.
I told Brandon he could stay in Sarah’s old room tonight. I also pointed out that some of Benton’s clothes were still in her closet and that he was welcome to take a shower and change if he wanted to.
I guess Brandon took me up on the offer; he’s sitting on my sofa wearing a pair of Benton’s sweatpants that he’d left here and his white tank top. Sh.it, it’s so tight on Brandon his pectoral muscles are almost bursting out of it. Not to me
