I unhook my bra and let it slip to the floor before pulling his T-shirt over my head. Warren’s eyes flare wide and he shoots up. “No, no. That was way too fast…do it again.” His voice strains. I huff out a laugh and look down at the shirt he chose for me. “Is this band merch? Damn, this makes me feel like a cool girl. The cool girl sleeps with the drummer of the band.”
