Scarlett's POV
Had I known that the resolve for my rut had been in the room since before, I would have resolved it long back.
I was waiting for the messages to escalate. I was in the mood for some action. The previous night with Dylan was magical, but there was always something so comforting and fulfilling when it's me, myself and I.
Slowly, I pulled the pants off and posed for another picture. I was blushing through the whole ordeal. I've never done this before, but I've read books and watched movies, so I wasn't totally under the rock.
"That should do it...damn..." I couldn't help but ogle at my own picture.
Aside from the little tummy motherhood had gifted me, I had a great waist-to-hip ratio. My skin flattened by the mattress accentuated the ratio even more. My pink pa
