I push him away, and to my surprise, he lets me, even though he's stronger. As I walk off, I make sure to sway my hips, fully aware that he's watching me. I can't believe it—I actually let Carter Prince see my underwear! I knew it was possible with such a short outfit, but I never thought it would really happen.
Why did he even stop me to ask why I was dressed this way? He hardly ever noticed me, so how did he pick up on the fact that I felt uncomfortable in these clothes?
I would think that only someone who had been keeping a close eye on me would have picked up on that. Or maybe I'm just making it way too obvious with my weird behavior.
"What the heck did he say to you?" Jenna asks, her eyes wide with curiosity. "That looked like a serious conversation."
"It was strange," I reply. "
