This handsome devil was so weird. It's 3 in the morning and his sitting there on the sofa staring at me as I stand in front of him in some red laced underwear. The dress pattern were the only thing that actually hid my body parts that are not suitable for public viewing.

Xander spared me a glance every once in a while and typed something on his laptop.

"Next!" he demanded. And I went to change into another pair.

This is so weird. Cause I have been at it for an hour.

"Aren't you...