I thanked him and grabbed the package, then opened it the second I closed the door.Even the wrapping paper was expensive, and it smelled faintly like oranges.Yum.The dress was red and floor-length, with a tight waistline and a V-neckline.I immediately took off my simple white summer dress and put on my new acquisition, moving to look at myself in the long mirror in the foyer.I turned, checking out every angle, loving how the back was completely exposed.With my blonde hair falling down in waves, it was perfect.
I snapped a picture of myself and sent it to Knox.
Amy: Ready for next week!
He said it was a black-tie event, so I didn’t cut corners.I was part of his world for now, and I wanted to fit in even though it wasn’t very realistic for my budget.But I was going to make things work one way or another.I always did.
Knox called me right away.
“Hi.To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“You look so fucking sexy.”
I grinned in the mirror.“Sexy, huh?How about appropriate for the event?”
“That too.Damn it, I want to cancel on that event now.”
“Why?”
“So I have an excuse to keep you indoors and ravage you wearing that dress.”
“Big plans, huh?”
“Hell yes.”
“How about you drop by my house tonight?”I suggested.
Despite him saying that he wanted us to spend every evening together, it didn’t happen.Probably for the best because every second we were together, I kept falling a little more for this man.
Knox groaned.“I’ll try, but if I do manage to drop by, it’s going to be late.They need me at the office.”
I pouted.“How late is late?”
“Eleven, maybe.”
I groaned.“Well, I’m usually fast asleep by that time.”
Our schedules weren’t compatible, if I was honest.He started his day a bit later, stayed at the office longer, and went to sleep close to midnight.The next day, he woke up at around eight or nine.I had to be on my feet at six o’clock sharp to make it in time for school.
I wanted to initiate some sexy talk, even though I wasn’t sure how.But then I heard a guy calling his name and felt as if someone had thrown a bucket of ice over me.
Holy shit, he’s at work.What was I thinking?
“Right.Have fun,” I said in a high-pitched voice.
He laughed.“You were about to say something else, weren’t you?”
“How did you know?”
“I just do, Amy.If you give me a sec, I’ll go to my office and close the door, and then we can talk.”He said this loudly, probably so others would hear him, too, but I was losing my nerve.
“No, no, no.”I sat down on the couch, caressing my dress with my free hand.“I don’t want to keep you, okay?”
“Someone’s gotten shy.”His voice was lower now, but I could still hear noise in his background, so I knew he wasn’t alone.
“Yep.I had a sexy idea all right,” I admitted, “then totally lost my nerve.Not sure I can work it back up again.”
Someone called his name again.This was so frustrating.I wanted him all to myself.Was that too much to ask?
