#Chapter55 Changing Times

"Let me guess, you're a tidy whites and sports bra girl? Do you even own a push up a bra, or a thong?" I catch the jest in her tone as she mocks me and rolls her eyes, as I begin to shake my head, eyes wide and completely shellshocked we are even discussing my underwear habits. I mean, we only just met, and far from the fact I thought all Santos hated my kind, here she is trying to gift me her underwear.

"Ai, Papi!" She mutters to herself with a hint of disappointment. "Colton seems more like a black lace kind. The boy has hidden...