Too short to wear for work....nah I think it's just right

You already know this amateur isn't dressing for anyone's approval but your own.

You can't stop your eyes from tracing the hemline, the way it barely grazes the top of those thighs, daring you to imagine what shifts with every step. You feel the pull of it — that specific tension between dressed and exposed, between deliberate and careless.

You want to reach out, slide a finger beneath that fabric, and find out exactly how little is left to the imagination. You already suspect the answer, and it makes your breath catch harder than you expected.