“That’s not the point,” she spat. Her hand slid down her stomach, her fingers slipping beneath the fabric to touch herself. “It got pretty loud!”
“I guess this is goodbye,” Ava whispered softly. Her figure-hugging attire showcased her toned abs and the curve of her hips. She flicked the record button and approached the bed. Dressed in a neon green hoodie and biker shorts, she looked like she was on her way to a viral TikTok. Ava, the woman he had been lusting over for so long, was not just a math teacher but a potential fitness model? She had a short platinum bob and wore a leather mini skirt with combat boots, black eyeliner winged to perfection. Sommer took a deep breath and walked out of the room, her shoulders squared.
