Trouble grinned as she stepped out of the skirt and continued to sway her hips and move a little now that she was decked out in only her panties and knee high boots. Bending over, she slid her hands down to start to undo the first one, and give him a better view of her cleavage.
His question did earn an amused chuckle. "Actually I have like twelve siblings. We're all adopted though, so we're not all that alike." Or that close sometimes. She liked them well enough, but they felt more like friends than family sometimes. "You do have me all to yourself though whenever you'd like. Your bed is far my comfy than any couch around." And it had an extremely warm and sexy police officer in it.
"You really like it?" She asked, her smile turning warmer than the usual flirty smirk. Her scars were visible, but she found that with Aden, it was hard to care.