All because of us

12

Lexie POV:

Walking in through the front door, I didn't think we would be ambushed by all our friends especially Camila. She was acting a bit strange nonetheless was excited for what we bought from the mall. We each of us showed her the clothes we bought and I was capable of hiding a small bag inside the other.

Tonight the plans are that we're going out to eat dinner and decided to get dressed all fancy and take lots of pictures.

I go upstairs to get ready for the night while the other girls go into their individual rooms to get ready as well. Luckily, I have the room to myself and I'm able to take a proper shower without any pressure.

I collect my outfit and make my to the bathroom en-suite. I take a quick shower and decide to leave my hair wet except for braiding two pieces of my front hair and pin it to the back of my head.

I slide on my black romper and a black lace lingerie underneath. Sometimes I wear lingerie just because or so I can feel better. It's a huge confidence booster and besides you don't need to wear lingerie just for someone else. It's always for me first. After all it's my body and I gotta love on it too.

Which is why while everyone was still shopping for outfits earlier, I went to Spencer's and bought myself a toy.

A very fun toy

I may have gotten off multiple times last night and I have a ache between my legs reminding me how much fun we had, however, my body doesn't get the memo because it craves more. I slip out of the bathroom and halt in my steps when I see Bren sitting on the bed talking on the phone.

I don't think he's heard me yet but I take the moment to assess him. His dark brown hair is messy as he threads his fingers through it repeatedly looking a bit stressed out. With those movements it causes his biceps to flex and the veins on his hands descending up to his arms are truly mocking me. I want to trace each one with my tongue and bite down on his tattoos.

Being around him is going to be harder than I thought. After last night, I left right away this morning before he woke up. We haven't had the talk yet and I'm actually pretty terrified. Usually I'm not scared of confrontation but anything that deals with this sexy mysterious man makes me a heavily nervous wreck.

I take a step forward and the wooden floor beneath my feet squeaks and I continue with my steps to my bag knowingly he's watching my every move now.

I hear him say his goodbyes to whoever he is on the phone with and hang up throwing the phone on the bed. I put my dirty clothes in a separate pouch I have in my bag and then grab my nude wedges that I have for tonight. I may be tall, but I will never stop wearing heels.

I sit down on the other side of the bed and start strapping on the wedges. The tension of this room slowly increasing from how silent it is.

"Lexie." He gruffly says standing up from his place on the side of the bed and then saunters over to me. He kneels on the floor and grabs the shoes "let me?"

I nod, only thing I can do as I'm stunned in place. I know he's a gentleman, he's the nicest guy I've ever met with the manners of men that you read in wattpad novels. Still stunned, as his warm hand envelopes my foot and places it on his knee.

"I like this color." He refers to the red nail polish I chose.

"Thanks." I quietly reply, fidgeting with the brown hair tie on my wrist. Watching him strap both of my heels together on my feet.

The act shouldn't make my pulse race or the ache between my legs become aware of how close he is to my pussy in this position.

When done, he shuffles on his knees but remains on the ground looking at me in the eyes.