Bianca
"I got over pretty fast and decided to help with the cloth," Jack said, spinning the cloth around a little.
"How about you try this on?" he pressed, still looking at the cloth.
I rolled my eyes at him, then down to my glistening body as my heart spun up in my chest.
"Oh, sorry, I'll be waiting outside the door," he said, observing my expression as he dropped the dress and moved toward the door, but stopped, his eyes drifting toward me.
My mind filled with thousands of thoughts as he took one step closer, then another. My chest heaved as I clutched the towel tighter, my mind screaming at me. This was all I had on, and he was far too close.
He moved even closer, his eyes never leaving mine. I opened my mouth, but no words came out, only the beating of my heart, my body betraying me yet again under his intense, suffocating presence that seemed to be doing more to my body.
