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However, I was done with this particular lingerie. The stocking clips were starting to dig into my legs, and I was sure there were marks in my skin from the scrappy belt.

It was snowing again when I looked out the window from my bedroom. Having grown up where I didn’t get to see snow often, I couldn’t help but admire it for a few moments. I could practically feel the chill of it on my skin despite the warmth of my rustic apartment.

My phone lit up in my bag by the table where Gavin had left it, illuminating the inside of my purse and the brick wall behind it. I realized that this was probably the longest I’d ever gone without looking at it to check emails or text messages. I shuffled out of the lingerie before grabbing my phone off the nightstand.

Having fun?

Lana.

I smiled at the screen and replied back.

Did you make it home safe?I asked.

Just got here, she said.Wanted to make sure the serial killer hadn’t driven away with you into the night.

I laughed.I’m not dead yet. No promises. You might find my body in the morning though.

I’ll check in before work.

See you tomorrow, Clo. Have fun ;-)

I hope he’s doing everything to you from those filthy books.

Well, he’s not a demon. But I can’t be picky, I joked.

LMAO! Clo!

He swears he’s a god. Eros, to be exact. Cupid!

Is he?she asked.

I haven’t decided. Maybe

Damn girl. You found a god?

I need to hear this. Save me details

I’ll see you tomorrow, I texted.Ice cream time.

Lol the essential between fucks snack, she replied.

Obviously. Who did you take home?I asked.

Total loss :-( that’s okay. I can take care of myself.

What about the last one? David?

Too drunk to function.

I’d had too many of those in the past to count.Ouch

Exactly.

See you tomorrow, Clo. Enjoy your god ;-)

Night, Lan

I closed the phone and went to my dresser, intent on finding something a little more comfortable, yet still sexy. I finally decided on a pair of lace, high-waisted cheeky panties and a matching balconette bralette. It was the only bralette I’d ever been able to find that genuinely fit my breasts, and I loved it. I put on fuzzy socks as I grabbed a bottle of water from the nightstand, and then I made my way back into the living room to see what Gavin was up to.