Meeting Dana's embarrassed gaze, Nick gentlemanly stepped out of the room. "If you need any help, I'll be right outside. But before that..."
He pointed at her bare thighs. Perhaps because of all the commotion earlier, Dana still hadn't noticed. "You're not wearing pants."
The whole time, she had been wearing nothing but a pair of blue-and-white-striped panties, leaving very little hidden.
The moment he smiled and closed the door, a scream came from inside.
Fifteen minutes later, Nick helped Dana carry a travel bag aboard the Winnebago RV, with Kurt behind him hauling bags of all sizes for his girlfriend.
"Honey, we're just going away for the weekend, not moving house, okay?" Even with his burly build, carrying all that luggage left him a little breathless.
Jules wore a well-fitted floral sundress with a little green jacket over it to keep from exposing herself. She soothed her boyfriend in a sugary voice. "Trust me, honey, everything in those suitcases is for your favorite activities."
"Then I'll shut up." Kurt instantly felt lighter on his feet.
"Thanks." Dana thanked Nick for carrying her luggage. She dressed relatively conservatively, in a blue T-shirt and tight, calf-length jeans, but her outfit still fully showed off the lovely curves of a young college woman.
Perhaps because of that slightly awkward incident earlier, she and Nick had grown a little more familiar with each other.
Just then, blaring hip-hop music filled the street. They turned to see a red SUV slowly pulling up at the curb, its interior so thick with smoke that it looked as though it were on fire.
"Martin?" Jules exclaimed. The others exchanged looks, immediately sensing trouble.
Kurt quickly shot Nick a look, and the two hurried across the street to the vehicle.
"What the fuck is wrong with you