Case File Name:
A Fair Compromise.
♠Chapter Thirty-Three♠
"A sweatshirt is too hot to wear when sleeping with you," I said, eyeing the sweatshirt she held out to me, "You literally smother me to death."
Tazmin raised a brow, "Well if that's the case—"
"But I like it," I quickly cut her short, knowing what she was about to say, "I like being smothered to literal death all night."
Tazmin chuckled as she focused back on the dresser drawers, "I was going to offer to sleep naked but since you like it so much," she casually murmured, opening a different drawer.
I rolled my eyes as I stared around at her large closet, which was oddly organized.
Like color-coded and all...
Which looked so aesthetically pleasing under the dim lights lining the dark closet.
"You would probably like that," I determined, snapping away from my thoughts when she extended an oversized t-shirt to me instead.
Tazmin noticeably eyed my appearance, "I would," she said, not bothering to shoot my accusation down.
I lazily raised my brows, watching her exit the closet, "Is that why you're leaving me to get changed?" I pointed out.
Tazmin gave me a tilted look, "Just privacy," she corrected me, raising a slight brow, "Common courtesy," she subtly added.
"Right... common courtesy," I mumbled in acknowledgment.
And as she shut the door behind her—I was stripping out of my white dress and stockings.
I also decided to ditch my bra, which you couldn't tell that much given how baggy the oversized shirt was.
Unless I got cold or...
I instantly shook my head to myself, shooting the idea down before I accidentally turned something on inside of myself.
"I left my clothes in your closet—do me a favor and wash them for me while you're at it," I said, entering the bathroom where Tazmin stood washing her face.
Tazmin raised a brow, "Oh so I'm your dry cleaner now?" she asked, staring at me through the mirror with the soapy suds covering her sharp face.
I nodded at the sudden idea, holding a finger up, "Yes, exactly—if Nadia asks, you're my dry cleaner," I determined, walking to stand beside her.
And the narrowed look she gave me was enough to make me laugh.
A few times actually.
Especially with the face wash still soapy all over her face.
"I can't take you seriously right now, Taz," I shook my head with another laugh.
Which made Tazmin shake her head, "Oh I see," she mumbled, now grabbing my wrist and pulling me into her before I could process it.
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Romance"If you wanted me to fuck you, all you had to do was ask," Tazmin said, her raspy voice lowered as she drew one of her hands up the inside of my thigh. I clenched my jaw, "I didn't," I gritted, even if we both knew it was a full-faced lie. Especiall...
