How She Got In His Shirt

Diane walked out of the master bedroom in Christian's shirt after freshening up without caring about her image.

Since he had the mind to annoy her that early in the morning, she figured that she should return the favour as well.

Just from the hallway as she walked barefoot, she heard a female voice cackling over something and hastened her steps. Right there in the living room stood Maya in a bogus shirt and baggy pants laughing at the TV screen.

"Maya!" she called out in surprise as she resumed her steps while trying to get rid of the delicious aroma of food attacking her senses.

Her stomach let out a growl at the reminder of stocking it with food, but she pushed it at the back of her mind and reached her best friend in less than five seconds.

"You took your sweet smile." Maya eyed her in that shirt that stopped above her thighs before meeting her gaze. She looked like she had a lot to say and Diane definitely didn't want to hear any of it.