“So are you ready for tonight?” Cressie asked me a couple of weeks later as we did inventory in the backroom.
“More than,” I replied. She knew about my lunch with Nel and was almost as excited about tonight as I was.
The past week had been spent indulging in mild flirtation. I’d said I wanted to take it slow, but something about Nel made me re-think that. Maybe it was knowing she was interested in me and liked the same things that I did. Everything I’d learned about her just made me want more.
Every day I had worn a low-cut, snug T-shirt that emphasized my 38C cups since I knew Nel liked my rack. She noticed, of course, especially since I chose to stand in her line of sight near the front of the bus, giving her a nice view whenever she glanced over, which was a lot. It’s a wonder she di
