Chapter 8

"I'll see you naked eventually."

"It's not going to be like that remember?" My voice cracked.

"I didn't agree to that." He frowned.

"You… you want to have sex with me?" 

"You'll want to have sex with me," Brad smirked.

"That doesn't answer my question!"

He barked out a laugh. He moved around me and threw himself backwards on the bed. 

"Don't you have a boat to drive?" I asked.

He shook his head. "I'd rather help you dress."

"I can't wear this Brad. It's ruined."

"You can wear my clothes I don't mind." He shrugged.

I frowned, "What will it look like?" 

"Like you had a wardrobe malfunction or you went swimming and your clothes got wet."

I could only imagine my dad's reaction then again maybe he wouldn't care so wearing Brad's clothes wasn't so bad.

"Gives me an accuse to take you out again. This time I'll tell you where we're going." He grinned.

I exhaled. "I guess it isn't so bad.