Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88742 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 444(@200wpm)___ 355(@250wpm)___ 296(@300wpm)
“That could work,” I mumble to myself. Using all kinds of pins and clips discreetly tucked into my hair, I manage to make a decent updo. It could be better, but this will get me through the night.
Next is my outfit. Brick did say to keep it comfy, but I also want to make it sexy. There’s sexy lingerie to go under my dress because my plans definitely include the two of getting undressed together, but there’s also an absolutely stunner of a dress hanging in my luggage as well.
I pull out my clothing for the evening. First, everything on my body comes off and is neatly put away in my overnight bag before I pull on my lingerie. I decide to go with red lace this time, hoping it might ignite even more passion, though who knows if that’s even possible. The couple of times we’ve gotten together have been electric enough.
Next, my dress for the evening gets pulled out. I grab it by the shoulders, letting gravity hold it down while I drink the whole picture in. Quite a lot of skin is going to be showing. There’s a back cutout, the sleeves are lace, a healthy amount of cleavage is showing, and it is quite short. I would say I am making a bit of a bold statement.
I put the dress on and go to inspect the whole look in the bathroom. The full-length mirror allows me to get the all-encompassing view that I need. I smooth out all of the wrinkles, doing a little back and forth to see what I’ve got going on.
This is actually a pretty well-put-together ensemble that is sure to knock Brick right off his feet.
When I walk back into the living room, I find Mamie about halfway through getting dressed. Her hair and makeup are done, but she’s still in her PJs.
“Oh my goodness gracious! Girl, you look so freaking good!”
“You think so?” I do a couple of poses, showing that I feel extremely confident in this getup. This whole back-and-forth is more of a song and dance for us. Mamie and I love to throw extravagant compliments at one another.
“Yes! You look flawless! You look amazing! You look like a million bucks! No, wait,” Mamie holds up her hands before bringing her palms together and holding them in front of her mouth. “You look like no amount of money known to man (i.e. priceless).”
I rush over and hug her, excitement coursing through my veins.
“Oh, I’m way too excited,” I say as we swing back and forth before breaking apart. “But I’m so nervous. I don’t know why. It’s not like this is our first date. And quite a few embarrassing things have already happened between us. You have no idea.”
“Are you going to give me an idea?” Mamie raises her eyebrow.
“Maybe later. I’m still processing a lot of it.”
“Okay, okay. Maybe you’re nervous because this is the first time you’ll be spending the night. I mean, he’ll be seeing you with your morning breath and bedhead and barefaced, with not a lick of concealer or foundation.”
“Oh shit.” I hadn’t really given that much thought before. Brick’s probably going to think I’m a gross, disgusting mess. He’ll probably end it all right then and there.
“But do not despair, Tammy. Why? Because this man will also be at his morning worst. And I’m sure he won’t even be worried about all of those things because there’s going to be a hot-as-fuck lady in his bed that I’m guessing he will have had sex with the night before. You’ll be fine. Everything will be fine.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.” Mamie’s words help to assuage my fears a little bit, but I can’t get rid of all of my nerves. I’m sure I’ll soldier through this, though. Just like everything else between the two of us.
I’m about to ask her a bunch more questions when my phone goes off. I check it and see that Brick is here.
“He’s here, Mamie. He’s here.” For some reason, I’m whispering. This foolish behavior needs to end before Brick sees me. Tonight is a night to impress.
“Oh, he’s here,” my friend sounds immediately intrigued. “Well, tell him to come up. If I don’t meet him soon, my curiosity is going to get the best of me.”
I nod because part of the deal with me coming here was a promise to let her meet Brick. It would be crappy of me to back out now.
I text Brick, and minutes later, he’s knocking on Mamie’s door.
“Do I look intimidating?” she asks. Before I can answer, she has the door wide open, and Brick is standing there, all smiles.
“Hi!” His eyes dart to mine for a brief second before he offers his hand to Mamie. “You must be Mamie.”
“And you must be Brick,” she oozes. Mamie doesn’t shake his hand, instead stepping aside so that Brick can walk into the apartment. He takes a few tentative steps across the floor before Mamie abruptly closes the door.