Ness stood in her bedroom wearing only a towel, and surveyed her closet. Why should she care what she wore to dinner anyway? And why on earth had she left work promptly at five with deadlines looming to come home and get ready for dinner with a man she wasn’t even sure she wanted to see again? Because you do want to see him. At least once more. To find out if— Stop it! You’re not a horny teenager anymore. But she couldn’t wipe away the memories of last night. How gentle and caring he’d been. How unselfishly he’d given her erotic pleasure to relax her and take away the nightmare. Surely he deserved at least one more night, right? Quit simpering and get dressed. Casual or dressy? Feminine or business? God! Get a grip here! She’d popped ibuprofen on a regular basis during the day and the hot soak in the tub when she got home took care of a lot of the residual soreness. She finally chose black slacks with a watercolor silk blouse in a soft jade that brought out the green in her hazel eyes.
What do You think about Erected (Erector Set, Book One)?
