**PART SEVEN**
The surprise on my face must have been obvious.
Strip? Surely Natalie couldn’t be serious.
And yet, I couldn’t help but notice the look on her own face. Interest, and curiosity, as she gave me that once over. It was one thing when she teased me by flaunting her own body, but the thought of reciprocating in a similar manner was something else entirely. I couldn’t do that; I had a girlfriend. Either Natalie was flirting with me just for the sport of it, or she actually wanted me. And it was my job to somehow thwart the advances of a sexy girl who was throwing herself at me.
“Natalie, I’m dating Jessica,” I said. The best way to deal with teasing interest was to be direct, right? “You and me? It’s not happening.”
Instead of the cute pout that I expected based on her response to my last few ‘rejections,’ she dropped her jaw for a moment in exaggerated shock. “Jess is my *sister*!” she exclaimed, “I’d never dream of stealing you away from her like that.”