Adriana Jensen
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I frowned at him. “What do you mean?”
”Go and get dressed.”
“I am ready.” I insisted.
His tongue swiped out to wet his bottom lip. “Adriana.” He took a step closer to me. “I don’t know what you are trying to do but you’re definitely not walking around without a top.”
I arched my eyebrows and closed the distance between us, knowing damn well what I was doing. “What is that supposed to mean?” I was putting on a top and a skirt. It just so happened that the top was made with minimal clothing. It was more of a breast cover than anything and I knew exactly what I was getting into when I decided to wear it.
His fingers wrapped around my neck like an accessory. He leaned down and made sure his mouth was close to my ear when he spoke. “What I mean is you’re not going out
