#Chapter378

“Yeah, I think we are way hotter than those two, and look a hell of a lot better arm in arm than I think they could ever pull off. Maybe we are Batman and Catwoman after all.” I focus on the task and not the inner war going off inside of me. This is Sophs, my best friend, my little Sophabelle.

I slide her jacket up over her exposed skin, trying like hell not to touch her too much, in case I explode and have to change said pants. Plus, the lack of physical skin on skin is a precaution, because right now, I do not trust myself. Definitely...