Page 39 of Mary had a Little Harem

Chapter 11: Knock My Door

“Mary? What a coincidence!”

Mary turned at the sound of her name and groaned internally at the sight of the pixie who she’d been thinking about quite a lot. And not always in a positive way.

The last time she visited her guys, Nico kind of interrupted her date and stole Sam and Louis away for gaming. Not that she minded them gaming, but she didn’t particularly like having another female around.

Well… She did, in some aspects. Nico smelled really nice and when she wasn’t confusing her, she gave off sweet and reassuring vibes.

Argh, everything about her was confusing and Mary couldn’t wrap her head around it. And she certainly hadn’t expected to find the pixie in the middle of a rather flashy clothes store. Nico didn’t really seem like the kind of girl who cared what she wore, a trait Mary wasn’t sure if she loathed or admired.

“Nico. How…” Mary paused for a moment, racking her brain to find a word that suited her sentiment without offending the beautiful brunette in front of her. “Surprising.”

She smiled, not unkindly, and pointed at one of the shirts Mary was holding. “Pretty.”

“Oh, I’m not buying it,” Mary quickly said, not sure why. She actually was planning on getting it, but that felt like an awkward thing to admit even if Nico just complimented it. Then it felt like she was buying it just because Nico liked it and she certainly didn’t want the other woman to think she wanted to please her.

Which she did.

And didn’t.

God, this whole thing was complicated and infuriating. Even more so than the three-men situation, which she solved pretty quickly.

“Ah shame, I’m sure you’d look really beautiful in that,” Nico said, brushing her hand through a sea of shirts.

“You think?” Mary asked before she could stop herself, cringing at herself for the blatant request of approval. What did she care if Nico liked it? She didn’t care.

Oh, who was she kidding. She did. But she just wasn’t sure why.

“You’re pretty stunning, you could pull anything off,” she added.

“Thank you… I think?” Mary replied, staring at the pixie. She was giving a lot of compliments today, maybe she wanted something of her. Maybe this was to soften the blow when she demanded that she stayed away from the three men.

Hah, as if. No, not even this beautiful woman could convince her to leave Noel, Sam, or Louis behind. It took her long enough to find them, she wasn’t about to give them up.

“Do you think this would suit me?” Nico asked, holding up a navy blue shirt with white ships. Now that was a great excuse to check her out under the pretence of judging her style.

As I stared her up and down, I wondered if this was how guys felt when they checked out women. But then again, would they care about how her red blouse clung around her every curve?

Yeah, they probably would, actually. Nico was stunning, there was no denying it. And the little ships would be a great match for the playful side of her. Or at least, what Mary guessed was her ‘playful’ side.

“I’m not sure, maybe you should try it on?” She heard herself say. Why did she say that? She knew it would look good on her and now Nico would drag her to the changing room. And realistically, she really couldn’t get out of that, it was her suggestion after all.

“I guess so.” Without waiting, the pixie made her way through the endless racks of clothes towards the cabinets in the back. She didn’t even look backwards to check if Mary followed, but she didn’t need to.

Like a little lamb, Mary trotted behind her, wondering if she’d get a glance inside the changing cabinet. She was well aware how creepy that sounded, but she couldn’t contain herself. She wasn’t sure whether she liked Nico or if Nico even liked her, but she knew one thing for certain. This short-haired devil was doing something to her that she hadn’t experienced before and she sure as hell wanted to find out what that was. After all, the guys had said before that if she wanted Nico, she could. And as it went, Mary realised she wanted the fourth of the group too.

“What are you looking at? Get inside,” Nico bossed, holding open the curtain to the small changing room.

She didn’t have to ask Mary twice. Without hesitating, she followed the pixie and firmly pulled the heavy curtain shut. She didn’t want anyone else seeing what she was about to see.

Without a second thought, Nico tugged the shirt over her head. She tossed it to the side, revealing a lacy black bra. One with a little bow in the middle, which seemed like a perfect place to kiss.

Mary briefly wondered where that thought came from but she had no time to ponder.

“What are you looking at?” Nico asked, her voice just a bit lower than usual.

Busted.

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