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“Then why don’t I ever see you?” she threw back, and I scoffed as I looked out of the window, whispering under my breath. “I’m sorry. I didn’t get that.”

“Excuse me for wanting to spend time with my man,” I said a bit louder, and Marie laughed as if offended by my statement.

“Oh. My. God,” she mimicked Janice from Friends, and I laughed. “Are you saying you don’t like me?”

“I never said that.” I defended myself, and she scoffed as she whipped her hair over her shoulder. Marie had decided to grow her hair and dye it black; the look was gorgeous. She had changed faces and looked like a black cat now. She and Matthew used to look like golden retrievers, but Matthew wore that hat alone now.

My best friend was incredibly hot!

“Sure, but that’s what it sounded like,” she said dramatically as she pulled into the parking spot and parked her car. “And to think I organized this spa date for us, and you said you would rather be with your man.”

“What? Is it so wrong that I like my man?” I asked as we walked to the spa entrance, and she huffed.

“Your man stole you from me.”

“Just as your man stole you from me!”

“When will I get a man?” Anne asked, and Marie looked at me, amused, biting her lip to stop herself from laughing.

“Baby, you can only get a man after you’ve graduated college with honors,” I said as I pushed her hair away from her face, and she pouted. “I promise it’ll be worth it if you wait.”

“Okay, Mom,” Anne agreed, and I leaned down to kiss her forehead. It was just a year later, and she was growing quickly; her height now reached somewhere around my belly, and I knew she would be a tall woman when she grew older.

“Mom, it seems like you’ve got your hands full,” Marie joked, and I pinched her side as she leaned against the receptionist’s desk.

“Welcome to the Marriott Wellness Spa.”

After our much-needed spa date, Marie suggested that we go shopping, but I really wanted to go home and nap. The massage therapist had worked her magic on my body, and I felt so relaxed and refreshed that I only wanted to sleep.

We walked around a few stores before Marie decided that I should go look for a dress while she took Anne to the kids’ section.

“Come on, go get a dress and some lingerie for your man,” she whispered as she pushed a silk dress into my hands and pointed to the lingerie section, with her eyes lit up.

“What? I thought we came here for you.” I pushed the dress back into her hands, and she grabbed another dress, shorter than the first, and gave it to me.

“I have more than enough clothes. Plus, don’t you want to show Asher just how much you love him?” She winked, and before I could get a word out, she pushed the cart that had Anne in it, and I sighed as I walked to the fitting rooms, but Marie’s words rang in my ear as I stood in front of the lingerie section.

“No, I shouldn’t buy anything,” I tried to convinced myself as I entered the fitting room and removed my clothes. I decided to start with the longer silk dress. The deep red color complimented my skin; the open back dipped all the way down to my tailbone. My breasts felt incredibly big in this dress; it felt like they were strained against the material that pushed them upwards, but damn, I felt sexy!

I grabbed my phone and decided to take some pics; I pushed my hips outward to create the illusion that I was curvier than I was. With a slight pout, I took the picture and quickly changed into the next dress; this was much more revealing than the first one.

Where in the world would I wear such a dress? The bedroom, with Asher. It felt like I was wearing a shirt; the skirt of the dress barely covered my ass, and to top it off, it had slits on both sides.

Just like the last dress, my boobs spilled over the top, and I found myself trying to pull the dress down my body. I took some pics, angling my body in such a way that wouldn’t reveal my assets but would still be enough to give Asher the idea that I wished he was in the dressing room with me.

The things I would allow him to do to me in here!

I sent him the pictures and bit my lip as I typed out my text.

Me: A present to make you come back home early <3.

I locked my phone and took the dress off as I waited for his reply. I knew he would demand that I come back with the dress, and I was such a slut to admit that I wanted him to see me in it.

I was excited just thinking of his reaction. Maybe I should’ve gotten some lingerie, as well. I changed into my clothes and checked my phone, hoping he had responded, but there was nothing from him yet.

Marie and Anne were waiting for me outside the fitting room, and I smiled as I slipped my phone into my bag.

“And, how are they?” Marie grinned as she pointed to the clothes in my arms.

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