I only came in for a few things. Milk, bread⦠and apparently, trouble.
Maybe it was the way I lingered in front of the shelves, fingers tapping against my lips, pretending to browse. Maybe it was the way my skirt rode up just a little too high when I bent down to grab something from the bottom shelf.
I could feel eyes on me. Could almost hear the sharp intake of breath behind me. But I didnβt look back... not yet. I just shifted my weight, let my thighs press together, and smirked.
What would you have done, lover? Would you have grabbed my waist, whispered in my earβ¦ or just stood there, watching, aching, waiting for me to make the next move? ππ₯
Aino Olivia
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