The Assistant's Ruined Alibi

Perfect Fit

Author: Of Glass & Salt

Perfect Fit

Declan

"Then answer my questions." I kept my voice low, watching her face flush deeper. "What kind of panties do you want? Cotton? Lace? Or are you planning not to wear any? Is that your plan? No panties tonight?"

"Declan!" Her hand smacked my chest, but she didn't pull away.

"I'm just trying to get your order right. Be specific."

"Cotton," she managed, her voice coming out breathy. "I wear cotton