Addison
IMET DYLAN in the living room where she did a full sweep of my body and burst out laughing. “What the hell are you wearing?”
“Um, all black. We’re breaking into an office in the middle of the night. I don’t want to be seen.”
“Is that a bustier? I’ve never seen someone wear one before.”
“Hell yeah, it is.” I settled my hand on my hip and smiled. “And I’m rockin’ it.”
“Bustier, leggings,and heels? Seriously?” She shook her head. “Ohmigod, crazy lady, you can’t wear a bustier or heels to a B&E.”
“I’m sorry, is there a B&E fashion guide I’m unaware of?”
She dropped her face to her hands and groaned. “Addison!”
“Look, it’s comfortable, it all goes well together, and it’s the only all black outfit I could throw together on such short notice. It works for what we need.”
She pointedto my shoes. “You’ll probably break an ankle if we have to run from the cops.”
“I do not run from cops, Dylan. In fact, there is one cop in particular that I’d like to run into dressed like this. I bet he’d—”
“Stop! Please spare me the details. I get it. I’m already having nightmares.”
“Good. We can go then.” I tugged a black beanie out of my purse and pulled it over my head. Again, she laughed.“What now?” I demanded.
“You look like you should be on the cover of Victoria Secret’s thug edition.”
“Thanks?” I said. There were definitely worse things I could look like.
“If we put your hair up in pigtails, you’d look an anime character.”
I fluffed up my ta-tas. “Like asexyanime character.”
“Forget it. You’re fired. I’ll go alone.”
“Oh, ho! I see what you’re doing.”
