“Ha-ha,” I say sarcastically. I text again.Slutty?
Him:If we were on our own, definitely. But maybe something in between?
I grin at the other two.
Me:Okay. But just so you know… I won’t be wearing any underwear…
They laugh, and we all wait for his reply.
Him:Ah… good girl…
We all inhale and exchange a look.
“I think he’s ready for the intermediate class,” Hana says.
I knock back the rest of my wine. “I need something sexy but not slutty. What else have you got?”
We settle on a silvery-gray sheath dress that’s calf-length on Hana but reaches to just above my knees. It has spaghetti straps and it’s covered with a layer of gray lace that extends up from the bodice to around the neckline, and down the arms to the elbows.
“It’s perfect,” I say happily. “Right. I think I’ll take a quick shower.”
Afterward, I spend five minutes making sure I’m hairless where it counts and slather on some body lotion from my neck to my toes. While I’m doing that a text pings up, and I read it with a smile.
Him:What are you doing right now?
Me:Making myself smooth for you.
Him:Oh… you know how to say all the right things.
Me:Just don’t squeeze me too hard or I’ll slip through your hands like a peeled avocado.
Him:LOL. Do you recommend using humor in your videos?
I cringe.Actually, no, sorry, I forgot I was supposed to be in seduction mode. I’m spoiling the mood.
Him:Not at all. I love your sense of humor. Now, tell me more about this seduction mode.
I laugh and start applying some makeup in the mirror in between texts. Definitely time for some smoky eyes.
Me:I’ll get better as the evening goes on. I tell jokes when I’m nervous.
Him:You’re nervous?
Me:Well, yeah. It’s not every day a girl gets to date such a gorgeous, perfect guy.
Him:If you’re expecting perfection, you’re going to be very disappointed.
Me:I sincerely doubt it.
Him:I just walked into the rubber plant in the lobby and knocked it over. Now Steven has to sweep up the earth I spilled all over the floor. I need to give that guy a raise.
That makes me laugh out loud.You need to look where you’re going!
Him:I would, but some sexy girl keeps sexting me.
Me:And we’re still in beginner mode. What are you going to be like when we move to intermediate?
Chuckling as I think of him knocking over the plant, I apply some mascara. Now it’s time to attack The Hair. I’ve washed it, heaped on the conditioner, applied some anti-frizz product, and now I set to drying it with the diffuser. When I’m about fifty percent done, I leave the rest to dry naturally and check my phone again.