22. Natalie

Chapter 22

Natalie

I pace twiceacross the room before I stop and look down at myself.

Oh. Right.

I’m wearing white sleep shorts with the word love in neon lettering stamped all over. And a coral-colored strappy tank top that does nothing to hold the girls in or perk them up but rather highlights them with a tiny lace bow right in the center of my cleavage.

I glance at the thick robe hanging beside the closet.

Someone knocks on the door.

My eyes move to the door and back to the robe.

There’s another knock.

“Open up, Natalie.” Luke’s deep voice rolls through the door and straight up my spine.

I walk past the robe.