Dante, a friend of your brother, had picked you up when it was pouring. And after some rambling with you needing to go by the liquor store, he gave in. He drove there, and the moment you wanted to get out, he stopped you.

"It's not smart to go out in that outfit."

She looked down and gasped as he white top was completely soaked, her bra now seen, she quickly put her arms over her chest. "Has it been like this the whole time. Why haven't you told me?!"

"I did now." "You creep, don't you have a jacket I can loan or something." She huffed.

He looked down and slowly took off his blouse, leaving him shirtless. She looked at him shocked before he threw his blouse into her face.

"When you're done checking me out, I think your store closes in to minutes, sweetheart."

"I wasn't checking you out, and don't call me that." She denied and covered herself with his blouse before going into the liquor store.