“I think a little perfume and you’re done, my little s*x-bomb.” Brooklyn narrowed her eyes, moved a lock of hair to the other side of my head, and then shook her head in satisfaction. “You are ready.”
“Good. He’s supposed to pick me up at 7:30.” I glanced at the alarm clock between our beds and took a deep breath. “It’s almost time.”
“Well, you wait up here with me. No need to look completely desperate.” She looked me over, her face deathly serious right before it turned into an excited grin. “Even if you are!”
“He’s so gorgeous!” I cried as I stood up, only to sag against the door. “Those eyes, that body…”
My hands closed on empty air as I imagined him in front of me. “I can’t stand it! I hope he’s not too hungry.”
“And has an empty bedroom, at least?” Brooklyn sat on her bed and
