Chapter 7
Martha went through her closet and wondered what to wear. Tonight might change her and she needed to show she wanted to give herself to Jordan. She wanted Jordan to notice her. She wanted his touch again, but she had zero sexy “come hither” secret clothes meant for s*x, and the personal shopper who had filled her shelves and hangers hadn’t included anything either.
She bit her lip and brought out a sundress, but then put it back.
It was best to pretend to be comfortable near Jordan. She picked out pajama bottoms and a wife beater type t-shirt that she’d worn to bed countless times.
At the last second, she decided on a black bra beneath the tank top and headed back out to the living area. Plates with covers and dark beers were on the table next to his white couch. Jordan’s hai
