Kill Me Now (Book 1)(Editing)

Chapter 35: Becoming Sherlock

‹‹‹‹{Chapter 32}››››

{Recap}

"What the heck Kate," Mitch stands next to me and stares at my feet in awe.

"Maybe I paid attention in tap dance," I grin cheekily at him as I finish my steps with a stomp. He's the first one to begin clapping and soon the rest of the people join in, I even hear a few whistles. I bite my lip shyly as I give a small tired smile and move quickly to my sit. Once Mitch sits down next to me I smack his arm and glare up at his face.

"I'm still mad at you," I narrow my eyes.

"Really Mrs. Shimmy," Mitch chuckles as his eyes shine from the light of the fire. My face flames up and my glare falters slightly from embarrassment.

"I hate it when you call me that," I chew my cheek as I look away.

"You looked amazing tiger," Mitch's breath tickles my ear as he whispers in it.

"Not like a awkward giraffe," I pry hopefully as my eyes widen.

"Not even close," he laughs as he kisses my cheek.

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On our back to the hut to turn in we are stopped by a woman rushing up to us. I stop in surprise and give her a friendly smile.

"When you left the circle I finished it for you," the woman who was sitting next to me hands me my completed dress.

"Thank you," I gush as I hold it up and stare at it in awe. She also holds out another clothing item to Mitch.

"This is for you," she smiles as he takes it from her, "You'll be stifling hot if you wear that," she gestures to his clothes.

"Wow," Mitch widens his eyes as he stares at the clothes, "Thanks a lot."

"No problem," the woman smiles as she pats my arm and heads off in the opposite direction.

"I can finally get these guy clothes off," I sigh as I tug at my collar, "They are so heavy."

"They aren't heavy," Mitch chuckles at me, "You are just very small."

"I'm not small," I grin up at him as I skip into the hut, "I'm fun size." Mitch bursts into laughter as he follows me inside. I rush into the bedroom in the back and shut the door securely behind me.

"Don't come in here Mitch," I call through the door as I start pulling my polo shirt off, "I'm changing."

"No," he replies sarcastically, "You're sleeping."

"Shut up," I laugh as I tear at the sheet around my chest. It refuses to budge and I sigh in annoyance. Mitch tied this thing super secure.

"Mitch," I crack open the door and peek my head out, "A little help with the sheet thing." He sighs as he gets up and walks into the bedroom. He perches on the edge of the bed and motions for me to stand in front of him. I hesitantly walk over and stand with my back facing him. His hands nimbly begin to undo the knot and I feel an enormous pressure leave my chest once it's off. Mitch immediately jumps up once it's off and exits the room.

"Thank you," I call at his back as he exits the room.

"Mmm," he shuts the door behind him. Once the door slams shut I begin to rip off the rest of my clothing and toss it to the floor carelessly. I then eagerly pick up the animal skin dress and slip into it. It's actually surprisingly comfortable. It feels soft on the inside, kind of like wearing a blanket.