Chapter 41

JUNE

With my brows raised, I crawled towards my panties, too stunned to make a sound. Brows knitted, I picked it up and turned the red material in my hand, only for a frown to mar my face when I saw a creamy smear on it. I slowly brought it to my nose and took a whiff before rubbing my thumb on it.

I knew what it was from the first glance, but I was too stunned to give a name to it. In a daze, I sat on my bed, still clutching the underwear.

Though there is still a feminine smell to it—which is mine—I can't deny that strong masculine scent mingled with it.

Could it be…

A smile curved the side of my mouth when I slowly began to understand what happened. It could only mean one thing: Kristen was undoubtedly masturbating with my panties!

Maybe not often, but he was doing it…

Though it sent a thrill my way, I wondered what all these could mean. Could it be that he likes me in the same manner I do to him?

Stunned, I concentrated on my panties and would have continued doing that for a lon