THE NEW SLUT IN HR (3)
"I’m still not understanding," Drew said. He was next to Tee, relaxed, arms spread wide along the back of the couch.
Nicholas moved in front of her, sitting right on the edge of the coffee table. "Point it out," he said, locking eyes with Drew.
Nicholas reached up and ran his finger across the logo on Tee’s shirt, right across her chest. Tee leaned forward. She didn’t blink. She gave him full access.
Drew laughed. He slipped his hands around her from behind and grabbed her títs. He lifted them up and bounced them in his palms.
"These are my favorite part of the logo," he said, looking straight at me.
Tee let her head fall back on his shoulder and laughed. Not nervous. Not shy. Like she was ready for this.
Drew dropped his hands and leaned back again. That’s wh
