“What about this pair?” He moved to stand perfectly in between you and the mirror he faced, leaving little space to look without seeming odd.

After Kyle once again lead a villain into your place he’s promised to take you shopping to replace the clothes in the destroyed dresser and rubble filled closet. Of course it might just had been an excuse for him to buy clothes for himself. He’d spent hours dragging you around the mall and shoving clothes into your hands while adding to his mountain of outfits.

He was gorgeous in everything. Perfect hair, face, and body wore everything well. He looked like an angel in the hanging room lights. He looked perfect in everything that touched his body, though maybe it was just the watching him change part that swayed judgment. No. Friends do this, friends give clothing opinions and share dressing rooms, right? It didn’t help the fantasizing about him, and the thoughts that intruded so rudely into your brain.