What's Going On Here?

Liam's POV

"Whose panties are these, Liam?"Harriet had a black G-string hanging in between her index finger and her thumb.

Fuck! That was Bianca's panty. Why the fuck was it still in my car? Oh boy, I was screwed. I screwed up big time. There was no convincing her that nothing was going on between Bianca and I now. The panty she saw underneath my car seat was all the proof she needed to validate her suspicions. I was done for.

Harriet's face had gone sour in a matter of seconds. She scowled, her eyes now evidently filled with rage. Her lips were pursed in anger and she glowered at me in distaste.

"I asked you a question, Liam! Or have you suddenly gone deaf?"She spat, her voice in a high pitch. "Whose panties are these that I found in your car?"

I'd been caught red-handed. There was a woman's panties in my car. It definitely wasn't hers, Harriet didn't wear G-strings. And I knew she had a clue of who owned it but still went on to ask me. Fuck, she knew damn well it was Bianca's. She p