I'm Not Afraid Of Wolves (The Cotton Candy Quintet Book 4) - Plot & Excerpts
Thankfully, he had pants that still somewhat functioned, much like the Hulk’s pants. I was able to find one of my nightshirts that covered up much of his chest, although it was tight across his biceps. There was something rather funny about seeing a grown man wearing a pink shirt that said, “Lewisburg High School 2003 Girl’s Softball Team.” “Thanks,” he said, rolling the shirt down over his abs. “Don’t mention it,” I said, feeling my cheeks flush with embarrassment. On the other hand, my dress wasn’t as lucky as his pants. The poor thing was done for and when I had transformed back, I was once again naked. I went upstairs by myself and dragged my rolling bag back downstairs to change. All semblance of modesty was gone for me tonight. If I lived through this, I was never going to live it down. One thing was certain though: with the door torn off the hinges, the basement was wide open and we’d have to keep moving.
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