Chapter Thirty-Six

Kelsey

The night out on the town had been great with Mindy. We shopped along the Magnificent Mile, grabbing a high-end cocktail on the top floor of Starbucks midway through our endeavors. Who knew Starbucks had its own bourbon to pair with a blend of strong espresso? Turns out they’re just as good at making liquor as they are coffee.

As Mindy promised, we found the lingerie store. I caved to her offer of purchasing a sleek and lacy number, one that managed to give my boobs some killer cleavage, although it barely covered my skin. Slips of fabric crisscrossed down my stomach and along my hips, accentuating my figure. The bottom was as lacy as the top, covering only half of my ass. The main threads were black, but the lace was a dark green, perfect for the weekend. The only problem, the man I wanted to wear it for was five hours away.

Mack and I still hadn’t seen each other completely naked, and depending on how much I’d drink tonight, he’d be