*Ava*

Liam smooths his hands over my hips, looking at me in the mirror. The skirt is already hugging me perfectly, but I know my boyfriend just wants to touch me. I smile at him as I hook in my earrings.

“Do you like it?” I ask, meaning the pencil skirt.

“It’s good enough to eat,” Liam replies, meaning me. He leans in and kisses my neck, and I find myself giggling and swatting him away.

“We’ll be late!” I whisper-yell at him. “We ...