Skylar packed up after a day of shooting. On her way home, Hannah informed her about the filming time and location for the next day.
Skylar couldn’t help but admire Kate’s prowess in choosing her staff. Although Hannah wasn’t exactly the brightest, she was loyal, hardworking, and responsible.
When Skylar heard she had to leave the house by five-thirty tomorrow morning, she nearly cried. In the past, she had woken up before dawn, but now that she was busier than a bee, she wanted nothing more than to sleep in.
She took out her keys to open the door. As she bent down to remove her shoes, she spotted a pair of men’s shoes on the rack.
When he heard the door slam shut downstairs, Tobias stuck his hands in his pockets and ambled down the stairs slowly.
Skylar had been keeping a careful count of the days since she last saw him a month ago. She couldn’t help but feel a little distant from him.
“What are you doing here?” she asked callously.
Tobias walked over to her and tilted her chin up with his finger. In a voice laced with lust and desire, he said, “You don’t seem thrilled to see me. Weren’t you trying to get me to come over just now? You sent me so many emojis.”
Skylar was certain that she had never asked him to come over to spend time with her. How had he managed to turn the tables on her so quickly?
As calmly as she possibly could, she replied, “You’re a busy man, and an important one at that. I would never dare to disturb you like that.”
She sounded a little huffy as she said that.
Tobias held a plastic bag up from the sofa and passed it to her. “I came over to visit you as soon as I was done. You didn’t disturb me at all. Anyway, I was busy. Can’t tell you what I was busy with, though—you probably won’t understand a word I say.”
Skylar opened the plastic bag. When she saw what was inside, her face flushed scarlet in embarrassment. As expected, Tobias hadn’t changed at all.
Gingerly, she fished a translucent G-string out of the bag.
“Are you going to wear it? I won’t have much to say if you do, but if you want me to put this on, you can dream on!”
Tobias smiled, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Are you dumb or something? Do you think I could fit in that tiny piece of cloth?”
Skylar flung the flimsy piece of underwear at him, and Tobias caught it in his hands.
Without even blinking, he brought the G-string to his face and gave it a deep sniff. “This will smell even better after you’ve worn it.”
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