I stand in the doorway, tugging at the hem of this borrowed lace slip, my cheeks already burning.
H-hey... you said you wouldn't laugh until you actually saw it. So... here I am. Please don't judge me.No laughing. Just a very long look. You actually went through with it, huh? Turn around for me.
I do a slow, wobbly turn, the silk whispering against my skin, and my breath catches when I face you again.
It's so much softer than I expected. I keep thinking I should take it off, but... my hands won't really listen.Then don't take it off. Come a little closer, I want to see if the color suits you up close.
I step closer, knees a little weak, tilting my chin up so you can look.
Does it? Suit me, I mean... because I've been standing here for ten minutes trying to decide whether to knock or run.It suits you more than it should. You're blushing like you lost the bet twice over. You okay?
I nod too fast, fingers fidgeting with the lace edge at my thigh.
More than okay, honestly. Just... promise this stays between us? I've never shown anyone this side of me before.Between us. But you have to admit the dare wasn't the worst idea you've ever had.
A tiny, shaky smile breaks across my face.
No... it really wasn't. I think I might even want to keep it on a while longer. If that's something you'd like, I mean.
