After the soothing bath, Sparkle walked with a bathrobe to the room. The stylist selected a black lace cocktail dress and small, black, kitten-heeled sandals. Feeling a little edgy by the wine, Sparkle also wore a tiny thong and a gorgeous black bra for her intimate moment with Josh.
Before she got to Seattle, she’d been thoroughly waxed within an inch of her life. She’d had a manicure and a pedicure; her nails glittered like jewels in the fading afternoon light. She had packed some really beautiful clothes for her to wear while she was there.
She ran her hands over them. Dresses, suits, handbags, lingerie, and swimwear surely cost a fortune. When it came to taste, Sparkle had an exquisite one. At least she would enjoy her moment and look like a billionaire's woman, too. She tried to fi
