Page 31 of Cru's Crush
“Yep.”
“Black?” she asked.
“Every color of the rainbow. Although black isn’t one of them. Every color they have.”
“There are matching thongs too.”
My eyes rolled back in my head as I imagined the thin, colored lace peeking out between the cheeks of her pert, hard ass.
I glanced over my shoulder at her and saw she was covering her mouth, trying not to laugh.
“You are such a brat.”
Daphne giggled, took my hand, and led me to another part of the store where she plucked a garter belt from a display table and held it up. “What about this?”
It was sheer with navy flowers. “Fuck me,” I said under my breath.
Daphne raised a brow.
“That means yes. You should get it.”
“I think I’ll wear it.” She carried her armload of purchases to the checkout counter but held up the garter belt. “Would you mind if I wear this after I’ve paid?” Daphne motioned to a fitting room.
“Have at it, honey,” the woman said, looking me up and down. “I know I would.”
Between her shenanigans this morning and this, she had ahelluvalot of payback heading her way.
8
DAPHNE
Alex had said to leave it to her to find out how Cru felt about me. That in itself was worrying. One never knew what Alex Avila-Butler might have up her sleeve.
He definitely reacted to my lingerie teasing. But would he think I was just being playful, or a brat, as he’d called me? Or would he realize how hard I was flirting with him?
“What time is dinner?” Cru asked once we were in his vehicle and headed out of San Luis Obispo.
“Typically at eight, but let me check. Their body clocks will be wonky.” I sent my mum a text, then looked over to find him studying me.
“How’s the lingerie?”
I wiggled my bum. “Interesting.”
“Not the word I expected you to use.”
My face scrunched, and Cru laughed.
“What?” he asked.
“It might be TMI.”
“Suddenly, that’s stopping you?”
“It’s just that my skirt isn’t quite long enough to cover my bum when I’m seated.”
“And?”
“I should’ve thought to wear knickers.”
