Chapter Thirty-One
Diane stood in front of the mirror in her bedroom, brushing her hair. She’d had it cut the day before and it was looking exactly how she wanted it: not overly blow-dried, but still elegantly styled.
She put down the brush and inspected her face. A little mascara and a light layer of lip gloss were what she needed, nothing more.
As she was applying the make-up Tamsin came to stand behind her and put her arms around Diane’s waist. “You look gorgeous,” she said, before kissing Diane’s neck. “I don’t think we can go out; you look way too ravishing to not take advantage of.”
Tamsin’s kisses were igniting a fire in Diane’s belly. She had clearly figured out Diane’s most sensitive spots by now. Diane looked at Tamsin’s reflection in the mirror. “Stop it right now, or we rea
