Is this really happening?
“That would be great, thank you,” I tell her.
“See you then, darling.”
“Thanks.” I hang up and get back into the car with renewed purpose.
I’ve got to get some laser, a pedicure, and some serious slut wear.
The cab pulls up in the circular parking bay of the ritzy Rosewood hotel. My heart is hammering so hard in my chest, I have no idea how I’m not in the hospital already. As soon as the children got picked up, I started running around in a mad flap to get ready.
I glance down at myself and shake my head. I’m wearing a large trench coat and looking super serious to the outside world, but underneath is a completely different story.
He wanted slutty…. he’s getting super slutty.
I'm wearing a white, short, tight dress, with a red lacy bra peeking out. I'm in
