Chapter 81.
Fredrick smiled as Becca wiggled her perfect bum as she pulled on a pair of tight-fitting jeans that molded her every curve.
“You look sexy as sin, princess,” he said with a low growl of approval.
Becca let out a low snort of a laugh as she pulled on a royal blue ribbed, drop-shoulder sweater, before scraping her long purple hair up into a high ponytail.
“I am not going for sexy, given I am heading to the orphanage today,” Becca said, as she quickly placed some moisturizer onto her face, then added some lip balm.
“Well you failed, because your arse looks amazing, and that flash of flesh on your shoulder just makes the whole outfit even hotter,” Fredrick groaned.
Becca shook her head, laughing, then picked up one of the cushions that dressed the bed and threw it at her
