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I had a long nap when I got home. Just fell right in bed and slept for hours. It’s late afternoon when I blinked my eyes open, the time on my phone blinking back at me. I was very much tempted to go back to sleep, what would he do? Spank me again?

I couldn’t help my scoff at the thought even as I rolled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom.

The absolute nerve of those two to even accept the invitation tonight after what they did speaks of their shitty behavior. They must know I’d rather eat nails than share a table with them, they were probably counting on it. The last think I want is for them to know how upset I am over it, that would just be another win for them. And like hell I’d let them get another one over me.

So I stand in front of the mirror and start lining up products, if there’s one think I’ve learnt from Ian is the power of appearance.

I might not want to be there, but I’ll be certain to be the hottest.

Two hours later I tucked back a strand of hair, pinning it at t