“Is that your kink?” He sits up straighter at my question and I carry on. “Seeing me in a nurse’s uniform, my skirt so short you can see my panties every time I bend over?” His eyes flare with heat. “I didn’t know it was a kink of mine but I like the image you just put in my brain.” I start to giggle. I can’t help it. “I bet you do.” “I figured you were the type to not wear panties.” I go still when our gazes lock yet again. “Since you’re not a big fan of bras.” “Oh.” I swallow hard. He grins. “That’s all you can say? Oh?” I nod, struggling to find words.
