“You think this is too much?”
Daniel rolls his eyes at me. He’s laying on our couch, surrounded by his notes for his presentation tomorrow about his samples or whatever. Meanwhile, I’m busy trying on a dress, something short and sexy.
“Girl, you are too much. There’s going to be a f*****g riot if you walk around wearing that napkin on your booty.”
“Danny, you’re not helping. I just can’t find the right thing…”
“Moon Goddess, the guy has seen you naked a hundred times! Why would he care if you’re wearing Chanel’s last season or a trash bag! We both know you’re going to end up nude anyway.”
I throw my dress at him, annoyed.
“I haven’t seen him in a week, Babe, and last time I did, I yelled at him.”
“With valid reasons.”
“With a schedule, Daniel.”
“You should have kept with it! Ev
