Preppy + Emo = Emo?? Are you sure...An arranged marriage.
Chelsea's POV
When we got back to his house I welcomed my new home with open arms.
I walked up the huge stairs and went to the first room I saw.
I hope it was ours if it wasn't I'd look like a complete idiot.
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After my shower I stepped out of the bathroom wrapped in the smallest towel I could find.
(NO I'M NOT A SLUT...it's just all part of my plan.)
I looked around and saw him sitting on the bed reading a book, blushing.
I guess he looked.
I walked to the dresser across the room next to my closet.
I dropped my towel to the floor, fully aware of his staring.
I stepped to the side and entered my closet closing the door behind me.
I smirked.
Step one, complete.
Braden's POV
D-A-M-N, she is smokin'
God, she's so sexy.
Chelsea's POV
I changed into a black lacy bra and matching thong, I put on a short black lacy robe and stepped out of the closet not bothering to tie the robe shut.
When I stepped out he looked up but looked down just as fast.
Braden's POV
God, does she have to have the body of a stripper?
Shit, she's coming over here.
She entered the bed and rolled over so her back was to me, she sat up again and got out of the bed and started walking towards the door.
I jumped out of bed and said[ <-- hey that rhymed] "hey you're not leaving this room dressed like that!"
She turned around and said fine.
She took off the robe and strode out the door.
I followed her silently as she made her way down the stairs.
**either in the next chapter or the one after that I'll put in the suggestions.**
