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“That’s so awesome.”
“Now comes the hard part.”
Stacy couldn’t help the excitement building inside of her. She knew she should probably be feeling regret at what she’d done. Instead all she felt was freedom and an incredible sense of excitement.
Chapter Three
“Are you sure I look all right?” Stacy asked Tina as she tugged self-consciously at her clothes.
“You look wonderful.”
After they’d gotten her the apartment, she’d been taken shopping for everything from new lingerie to shoes to all types of accessories and clothes. The large walk-in closet was over halfway filled, thanks to her boss’s generosity. And she still had to get the clothes from her old house.
It had been the day for surprises. Every store they went into seemed to bend over backwards to help the women. Stacy had purchased several very professional business suits that appeared tailor-made for her, and clothing that seemed to fit Ms. Pope’s style of dress. Tina had picked out many things she would have passed over, believing them to be too revealing for an office setting. She’d even gotten her hair done—copper highlights were added to her brown hair, and the style was modified to frame her face.
When the duo stopped back by Stacy’s apartment several hours after she’d signed the lease, Stacy was shocked to find the place fully furnished. Walking from piece to piece, she was amazed that every item was something she would have chosen for herself. If she’d had unlimited resources, of course. Tina smiled and reassured her that Ms. Pope must truly like her if she’d taken care of that particular detail. It had been hard resisting the urge to bounce on the large bed like an excited child. When she indulged on sitting on it, she wondered if perhaps she’d died and gone to heaven.
Sleeping on it had been even better.
However, not all of the previous day had been quite so pleasant. The worst part was near the end, when Tina took her to a spa. Practically her entire body had been tortured. Her eyebrows were shaped, and her legs and pussy were waxed. Her skin still felt incredibly sensitive to touch, and at times she wondered if she were walking funny from the strange feeling of being hairless and still tender from the waxing, despite the fact it had happened the day before.
“Are you sure you don’t mind helping me pick up my stuff from my old house?”
“Nope. That’s what friends are for.”
“Do you think I should change first? Or should I change afterwards?” She had no idea what to expect, just a message on the new Blackberry Tina had handed her an hour earlier that said she should be at the office by sunset for her first task.”
“No. Trust me, you look perfect.”
Looking in the mirror, she gazed at the sapphire-colored satin blouse. It had a lower cut than she was used to, but it brought out her eyes beautifully. The straight black skirt ended about four inches above her knees. It was too long to be considered a miniskirt, and too short to be considered a business skirt. A pair of expensive black leather boots completed the outfit.
“I can’t believe this is me,” she whispered more to herself than anyone else. She looked amazing. The highlights and new cut had done wonders for her. She didn’t look plain any longer, and she certainly didn’t feel like a cow.
“It is. It always was. She was just buried deep inside. Let’s go. If we run into your ex, we want to have a little time to spare in case he decides to try to start trouble.”
Nodding, Stacy knew her friend was right.
Twenty minutes later, she was guiding Tina into her house. She asked the other woman to begin grabbing her shoes and coats from the closet downstairs. Grabbing a couple of duffel bags from the hall closet, she entered the bedroom. The shower was running, and she knew she needed to hurry. She went straight to the dresser and grabbed her jewelry boxes first. She may not have much expensive jewelry, but it all meant something special to her. After carefully putting the boxes inside the first bag, she started shoving her clothes inside, uncaring if they wrinkled.
“So, you decided to come back,” Thomas said, entering the bedroom. “What are you doing?”
“I’m leaving,” she said. She wished her voice sounded more forceful as she fought back the tears. She didn’t want them to ruin her makeup. But more importantly, she didn’t want her husband to know just how badly he’d hurt her.
“Yeah, right. Where are you going to go? Look, let’s talk about this. I made a mistake, and I’m sorry for it. Can’t we just make up and let things go back to normal?”
“No. I won’t bury my head in the sand again.”
“I’m not going to let you leave until we talk about this.”
It was on the tip of her tongue to agree. To pretend the whole thing had been one giant mistake. But before she could open her mouth, she saw a black lace bra—one that was much too small to belong to her ample bust—lying on the bed. Allowing her eyes to dart to the bathroom, she noticed lingerie half in and half out of the master bathroom. In that moment she knew beyond any doubt Thomas had brought his mistress into her house. That he’d been intimate with another woman on the bed he once shared with her. How many times had that happened over the years? Was she in the shower now even as he tried to convince Stacy to remain with him?
“Hey...” Tina entered the room. “I finished putting your stuff in the car. We need to go, or you’re going to be late for work.”
Stacy knew there were still a few hours before she needed to be at the office, but Tina was giving them an excuse to get out quickly. One glance at the woman told her that she either suspected the same thing, or worse, she’d also found proof of her husband’s blatant disrespect for her.
“You’re right. I’ll finish getting my stuff later.” She handed one of the bags in her hand to Tina after making sure she’d grabbed everything from the closet. Quickly throwing the clothes from the drawers inside the second, she was amazed at how lacking her wardrobe had been. “I’ll come back later for the rest.”
Now that she had her clothes and jewelry, though, everything else could be replaced if he decided to destroy it.
