[She was hoping that discomfort he's throwing off in waves were in her own head. Just her own awkwardness with dressing up as someone else for him. She's all about just dressing sexy for him, but this thing just isn't quite her style. She doesn't exactly mind showing skin, but this feels like a looot of skin. And it's all a little fussy. She could see Storm in it, but her?
Hell, it even comes with a leash. As if.
And as she gets closer she's more sure it's him and not just her. Thanks, Rebecca. So, instead of doing something like crawling on top of him she just sits down next to him.]
I've had it for awhile. [Since the day the store had costumes.] A little birdy told me you'd like it. I'm starting to think I shouldn't listen to birds.