No! WAIT!

“Fine, you win,” I said angrily.

I lifted my purple v-neck t-shirt over my head, revealing my pink brassiere and small but ample bust. I was proud of my toned abs, but I was miffed, because I hadn't planned on showing them off that night. I threw the shirt on the couch next to him and began unbuttoning my jeans. They were skinny jeans, so I had to embarrassingly sit on the ground and pull them over my ankles to get them off completely. Then I remember standing up and throwing my jeans right at him.

“Happy now?” I asked.

“Not yet,” Josh replied while looking clearly unimpressed.

There I was standing in just my underwear to a guy I had just met half an hour ago and he was completely nonchalant about it. Most guys would be creaming themselves to see me in such a state, but not this jerkface.

“Hurry up. I don’t have all night,” he said.