Chapter 10-5

I groaned in appreciation as I adjusted myself into a bra for the first time in weeks, "I never thought I'd actually miss bras..." "How you feeling, hot shot?" I heard Mia call from the bedroom as I buttoned up my trousers. Leaning down to search through the pile of clothes I'd brought into the ensuite with me, I realised that I hadn't brought a shirt and huffed. Not thinking twice about stepping out, I went back into the bedroom with the old maternity clothes beneath my arm. Seeing the girls help unpack some of my stuff, I smiled and breathed a sigh of content, "Like a fresh million quid." Turning to chuck the discarded clothes onto the bed for pyjamas later, I made my way over to one of the two open suitcases and began rummaging for a decent shirt that would go with my high-waisted navy trousers, "Oh my god, dude!" Glancing up in surprise at the sudden outburst from the Australian, I found her with one of my shirts in hand staring a