CHAPTER 15
JAZZY
Apparently, getting head had worked up her husband’s appetite.
“Do I need to put on a dress?” She wasn’t really up to dining at some high-end restaurant in Union Square, but if he did, she couldn’t show up there in jeans either.
“No.” His gazed raked over her, lingering a bit longer on her breasts. “I’ll be right back.”
Jazzy took a brush through her hair, then put on some makeup, a black denim skirt, and a silver silk top.
When Gio emerged from the dressing room, she almost did a double take. Gio in a custom-made suit was hot, but casual-looking Gio in black jeans and a gray V-neck Henley was something else. It made him look younger, more carefree. She was suddenly happy with her choice of outfit. Hopefully it would send out a message that they were a couple, becaus
