Chapter Nine
ANDREA FINISHED BRUSHING out her hair, almost ready for a night on the town with the girls. She had yet to call Brian, afraid to know the answer. What would he think of her going out to have drinks? Would he give her rules for the night? Set expectations? He had done it before. Taken her out and placing her at a bar, asking her to flirt with whoever approached her while he sat in a booth and watched. If the man wanted to buy her a drink, she was to let him. If he touched her thigh, she was to let him. If he leaned in to kiss her, she was to let him. The entire night had kept her panties soaked, especially when a strong-looking, dark-haired man sat down beside her, smiling at her once as he motioned for the bartender and ordered a whiskey neat. She remembered how her nerves ma
