Chapter 13Selene changed for the third time that night. Each outfit she’d brought with her seemed too formal, too stiff, and professional. She’d dressed for the courtroom, not the ballroom or even a party room. She’d looked up the club that Gil was going to take her to tonight, realized it was a drag one, and instantly wanted to dress like she was going to the prom. She had no idea why, but it was suddenly important to her to look nice. Not just professional nice, but fun-nice.
But she had nothing that fit the bill. Either it was all neutral colors, or everything was way too casual like the shorts and tank tops she’d been reading by the beach in, or playing volleyball in. Her neck was stiff from playing, too. Her uterus was contracting every so often, and she was sure that even if she did
