Page 40 of My Beautiful Sin

Can’t fault him for that.

I close my eyes and draw a deep breath.

Thank you.

Feel free to invite me over.

You can express your gratitude

in a more tangible way…

LOL.

If you send an

eggplant emoji,

you’re never

living it down.

No emojis, baby.

Just the real thing.

The real thing is

very, very tempting.

But tonight’s an

anticipation night,

remember?

Pretend I just used

a sad-face emoji—

and go check your door.

My eyes narrow.

You better not be standing

there wrapped in a bow.

Because we made rules,

and if I break them,

I’ll feel terrible about myself,

and it will be all your fault.

Do you trust me?

Always.