There is nothing wrong with it, and now that she’s facing me, I see it’s a wrap dress. “Well, for one, it’s not long enough,” I tell her, and she just laughs, making me glare at her. “For two, it’s not long enough,” I repeat because besides the length, she looks amazing. “Three, it’s not fucking long enough, Zara,” I say, now running my hands through my hair.
