Don't Fall In Love With Your Sex Robot
Chapter Fifteen
Shannon laughed as she dashed down the aisle, leaving behind a stunned Chester. Then she heard his feet slapping against the thin gold carpet.
Though she teased him by ducking into aisles and hiding behind end caps, she had a purpose. That boy was gonna have some fun.
And so was she.
By the time they'd reached the aisle filled with costumes, she'd managed to grab a warming gel that promised to taste like hot cinnamon, and the opened box of condoms Chester had left on the counter.
He didn't catch her. She stopped running, striking a pose in the aisle that stopped Chester in his tracks.
"Lookie what I found!" she said, pointing at the costume of a French maid. He hurried to join her and looked at the skimpy outfit.
"Are you going to put that on?"
"If you want," she said. "Or I could be a cheerleader or a nurse."
Chester grinned. "We can start with the naughty French maid."
