JANE’S POV
I strutted into Golden Mall like I owned the damn place. Head high, hips swaying, attitude on full display. I wasn’t here to window shop or pretend to be polite. No. I came for one thing and one thing only — a dress so sexy, so dangerously stunning, it would make men stop breathing. I wanted a dress that would break necks, make hearts race, and… let’s be honest… leave a few men walking around with a problem in their pants.
Yeah, I know what you’re thinking — “Why, Jane? Why the drama?” Well, simple. I’ve got a date tonight.
And before you open your big mouth and ask, no, it’s not with Nick. That one’s already hooked. I’ve got Nick so deep under my thumb he doesn’t even breathe without thinking about me first. No, no — tonight’s little adventure is with Derick.
Yes. Derick.
