Chapter 7
Rebecca finished her shower and sighed. Last night, Bart could have touched her, all over. She’d have let him.
That goodbye kiss he’d planted on her in the limo, in front of her house, burned her lips, even now. She'd made it clear that he could come in, but he hadn't wanted to.
He hadn’t wanted her. Was she not good enough for him?
Ordinarily she’d have called Melissa and asked for makeup advice, but he was coming over later… to meet her best friend, to see if she was his sister. How magical!
Since she'd dared to chase Bart, her life had dazzled. She wrapped the towel around herself and sorted through the bags of clothes the driver had delivered last night after she’d left the limo.
Every outfit had the House of Morgan label.
She went through the bags and chose a light-bl
