Chapter 42: Undergarments
Natalie awkwardly cleared her throat, trying to regain her composure. "These are just clothes. We’re adults; no need to feel shy about it. Don’t we all watch ads on TV?"
"True," he remarked coolly, seemingly challenging her to follow through.
Determined to push past her embarrassment, she reached for the items, but Justin’s hands moved faster. "I don’t like when someone else touches my private clothes," with that, he moved to place them in the drawer of the wardrobe.
She felt a surge of irritation. Was he seriously acting like she was eager to handle his clothes? This jerk!
But when Justin’s hand reached for the drawer, a flash of panic shot through Natalie. She darted in front of him, blocking his access to the drawer.
He raised a brow, only to hear her say, "Wait! I need to empty it first."
Justin stepped back, amused, as he watched her quickly turn around and start pulling out the contents of the drawer. She tried to do it as discreetly as possible, hastily shifting her belongings to the next drawer on her side of the wardrobe.
But in her rush, one of her bras slipped from her hand and fell to the floor, landing in full view of the very man she had been trying so hard to keep it from.
Natalie froze, mortified, as Justin’s eyes inevitably fell on the item.
Her gaze met Justin’s, who offered her a look that was both bored and amused.
"Can’t you look away?" she frowned, quickly picking up her bra.