Chapter 141
Stephanie's Point of View
My limbs trembled visibly under the weight of his gaze as it traveled over me with an excruciating, provocative slowness, tracing his freezing eyes from the strands of my hair scattered by the frantic movement down to the hem of the baggy gray sweatpants.
The fabric draped over my high heels like a comically oversized tent. I felt my face erupting into a blistering heat. My hands automatically tightened around the elastic waistband with a nervous, intense grip, as if by clutching it firmly, I was desperately trying to hold onto the final shred of dignity that had vanished into the corners of this room.
