I picked up a sexy, but adorable, little dress just for my night with Kane. Something short, that hugged my curves, but still made me feel beautiful instead of something that made me feel trashy or slutty. Seductive, but not over the top. It was a vintage-inspired dress that fell to just above my knees. Navy blue with little white polka dots that showed just enough cleavage to catch your eye without giving everything away. I thought it was always better to leave a little something to the imagination.
Red lipstick, smoky eye makeup and sexy lingerie underneath my dress completed the look. I had to admit – I looked damn good. I looked elegant, sophisticated and nothing like the girlfriend of a biker gang leader either. Kane didn't seem to mind that I wasn't into leather miniskirts or crop t
