I fell asleep on my bed, face first, with the bags from the shopping trip at my feet. I’d bought two dresses, a pair of black strappy heels, and underwear from Victoria’s Secret at the mall. Kelly ordered me to get matching sets, so I ended up with black lace, red satin and an ivory pair that were made out of some sheer material that left nothing to the imagination.
Initially, Kelly had been disappointed I’d given her coffee away, but forgave me when she learned it was for Dex. Skeptical at first, she grew to the idea of me going to dinner with him. Although she was wary of me going out with a guy who gave me the heebie-jeebies, she’d chalked the whole date up to practice. The more I got out there with guys I knew weren’t keepers, the better I’d be once I got to the one who was. Besides,
