Emma
I feel the wave of embarrassment wash over me as I step out of his room. He slams the door to my face. I bat my eyelids, feeling a rush of anger flowing through my veins.
Like a child whose candy was snatched, I stamp my feet in frustration, groaning in pain.
His rejection makes me feel worse but I won't back down.
My gaze drops down to my body, I specifically bought this nightie for this purpose.
I remember walking into a lingerie boutique downtown to get a new set of lingerie.
The boutique had lots of items, making it difficult to chose from the arrarys of sexy lingerie.
As I stroll pass shelves and glass counters, nothing caught my attention. Making me wonder if I had made a terrible decision to shop here.
Just as I take a step, moving to another section in the boutique.
