Sissy adjusted the necklace against her chest, making sure it laid exactly right. Dave should be arriving in minutes to get her, and she wanted every piece in place. Makeup. Jewelry. Clothes. Heels. Hair.
Checkedy check check.
Checkedy check check.She dressed up nice for work every day, but there was something special about taking a man to church. At least for her.
In fact, she’d only ever sat by three men in a pew at church, and one of them had been Dave. Out of all the men she’d gotten serious with over the years, Dave had the most faith. Gray hadn’t wanted to go at all, but he’d obliged a few times and then said it just wasn’t for him.
Sissy had known then there couldn’t be anything lasting between them.
She felt the exact opposite about Dave, and when knocking sounded on the door,
