C15 BLACK MAIL

"Not so fast." He said and pulled her closer to him with his hand on the trench coat. "What are you wearing?" he asked, her face flushed. She folded her hand across her chest to prevent him from taking off the coat.

"Nothing special." She muttered. He let go of the coat.

"I want to know what you are wearing." He said and yanked her hand away from her coat and opened it