She rummaged through her bag for her toiletries before heading into the bathroom. I had a few minutes to decide what I was going to say, and I could feel my heart starting to beat fast. When Sadie came out she was wearing her glasses and her jeans were draped over her arm, her white panties visible under her tank top, shapely tan legs stretching to the floor. My eyes widened and I looked away as she bent down to get a pair of pajama pants out of her bag and slipped them on.

What the hell was wrong with me? Sadie and I had been changing in front of...