My face was burning red as I wore the pants Lauren lent to me. It was the same pants she wore and the others. But since she was the only female worker, her size was the only one that fit me. I couldn’t tell if this was her or just extra clothes from the shop. I could feel their curiosity and the urge to ask me questions but they were busy. They could just gape at me, wondering what August and I were up to.
When I returned outside, August watched me from head to toe. This wasn’t the first time but every time, he does it, I just couldn’t help but question whether I was beautiful enough or not. He had that effect on me. I tightened my hold on the paper bag where I placed my skirt. The pants were just enough for me, but I folded them up to my legs. This would be better with sneakers than hee
