[Brielle’s POV]
L: I’ll be home soon; be sure to have on something nice.
B: Of course.
Grinning, I sit my phone down and look down at the lingerie that I’m wearing. I was sure that this would be enough to get L turned on, and maybe he would finally take me.
So far, he still refused to f**k me, but I wasn’t going to just allow this to go on. He wanted me, and I wanted him, so why was he hesitating to go all the way with me?
Despite being confident in L’s feelings for me, a small part of me worried it was because he still saw me as that broken girl back then. I was a woman, and I was going to make sure that he saw that.
Sighing, I get up, head to my vanity, and take myself in. Despite planning on exerting myself, I still did my makeup, being sure to keep it light so I looked makeupless
