CHAPTER FIFTEEN
BRANDY STARED AT Emma from the edge of her friend’s bed, sipping a glass of Pinot Noir as Emma slipped into her costume. Brandy brought her costume over as well, a naughty Naval officer, to try it on for Emma for approval. They poured glasses of wine before camping out in Emma’s bedroom for the Halloween fashion show, Emma going first, of course, since she was already half-naked.
“I still can’t believe you went to lunch with him,” Brandy said. “You’re getting closer to checking that off your s****l bucket list.”
“Kiss my ass.” Emma pulled the dark burgundy skirt in place, her ass cheeks peeking out underneath the hem. She refused to tell her friend about Jacob giving her his phone number. Or the fact she texted him once she arrived back at work, so that he would have her
