-Megan-
"Okay, let me just..."
"Hands off!" I ordered as Kat attempted to adjust my dress, my breasts almost spilling over the top. I swatted her hands away, and she shot me an annoyed glance.
"t**s sell!" she insisted.
"I am not trying to sell my boobs!" I retorted, causing her to roll her eyes and cross her arms over her chest.
"They are a work of art! Fitting right in here with the rest," Kat remarked, gesturing to the gallery filled with my own paintings.
Thanks to Kat and her extensive network, a lot of people had gathered here tonight, and I couldn't help but feel proud as I draped my arm over her shoulders, watching with satisfaction at how the evening had turned out. Nathan would be arriving a bit later since work had kept him busy. I couldn’t believe what he had done for me
