Chapter 58 - Cat and Mouse

Wyatt's P.O.V.

I turn when Jessi walks out of the closet wearing the little black dress I talked her into, and I instantly regret it. It's sleeveless, leaving her neck and shoulders bare. It's also tight, showing off every womanly curve she has. What makes it even sexier is that I can see the tip of her sheathed knife when she walks. Scar and I are both panting. Would she kill me if I asked her to wear a trench coat over the dress? My eyes finally tear themselves off her body, and I see her smirk. Yeah, she would kill me, and not in a good way.

"I take it you're having second thoughts about picking out my clothes," Jessi states, walking over to me after sliding her feet into her black heels. I close my eyes and try to get my thoughts in order so I don't sound like a blubbering fool.

"I promise to let you choose your own clothes from here on out," I say, but my voice is hoarse. Jessi giggles at my reaction while putting her arms around my neck.