I reach down and tug at her dress again. “I hate this fucking thing.”

“You don’t like it? I thought I looked sexy for once.” She pouts up at me, her bottom lip sticking out, making me want to bite it.

“You're always sexy.” I grab the top of the dress and do as she suggested. I rip it. “But I don’t like other people seeing you with so few clothes on.”

She gasps as the material easily comes apart in my hands, leaving her in just her ...