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Forgoing what was in my closet, I went to my dresser. The nicest top I had that wasn’t for work was a black turtleneck. Boring. Plus, it was a little small since I gained the freshman fifteen in college. But I slipped it on and rolled the waist of my skirt to shorten it. I studied the outfit in the mirror. Not bad, but not great.
I opened my old laptop and accessed the Internet using free wifi from the café on the ground floor of my building. I went to Pinterest and looked for DIY shirt alterations. I found a black turtleneck that was cropped and had a cutout showing skin just above the breasts. Closing out the browser, I grabbed scissors and pulled off my shirt.
Taking a deep breath and making a wish this would work, I cut the bottom off the shirt and then a long slit in the front chest area.
“Please let this work,” I said as I slipped the shirt on. Because it was cropped, I couldn’t keep the waist of my skirt rolled, so fixed that and looked in the full-length mirror hanging on my closet door. Actually, it wasn’t too bad.
I went back to my closet, remembering that I had gotten another professional skirt that was a bit shorter. I pulled out the black skirt and put it on.
I grinned as I looked at the modern woman in the mirror. My shirt was snug without being obscene around my breasts and mid-drift. Enough skin showed above my breasts and at my waistline to be alluring without being too risqué. I looked pretty. I felt like a butterfly coming out of my cocoon.
I changed my panties since my reaction to Chase during our kiss made them wet. Then I hurriedly combed my hair and refreshed my makeup, wishing I had time to watch a video on how to use cosmetics properly. I hadn’t been allowed to wear makeup in high school, and after Glenn and I got together, he also frowned on it saying it made me look loose.
I had no choice when it came to shoes except for the black pumps I wore to work, but maybe Chase wouldn’t look that far down. I stopped myself, wondering why I was worrying so much about what he’d think about what I wore.
Face it, Sara, you want him to like you. I didn’t mean in a friendly way either. If I was a different kind of women, especially if I had experience, I might use my assets to seduce Chase because he was the first man to make me want to find out what sex was really all about. He struck me as the type of man who knew exactly how to make a woman feel good. I imagined he could teach me a lot.
But it was stupid of me to think he would. Was he attracted me? Yes. But he was a man who took his business seriously. Plus, I was sure there were plenty of women in his world that he didn’t need to teach about sex. Women who knew exactly what to do to drive him wild in bed. Oh, I wished that was me. I’d love to be able to see the cool, broody, controlled Chase Raven vulnerable and uncontrolled in the throes of passion.
I checked my watch and knew Chase would be here any moment. Not wanting him to see how I lived or to run into my creepy landlord, I exited my room with the intention of meeting Chase down stairs.
I heard a whistle and “Hot,” from my landlord as he watched me from his door. His eyes looked up and down my body in appreciation. It made me want to go take a shower.
“See ya,” I headed down the stairs, eager to enjoy my first real night on the town.
7
Chase
I arrived at eight, opting to come in a limo. If Sara was going to have a first night on the town in New York, it might as well be done in style.
I exited the car to get her, but she emerged from the building.
“Hi.” She sounded a little breathless and grinning, like she’d been hurrying or maybe excited. Her enthusiasm was contagious and I found myself smiling back at her.
“Ready?”
She nodded. “Yes.” She eyed the car. “I’ve never been in a limo.”
I extended a hand toward the car inviting her in.
She climbed in and like a child she was immediately exploring all the features. I watched her with amusement. Growing up with wealth, there weren’t many things in life for me to discover. I realized all this was a new world to her. It was interesting how close Staten Island was, but for some people, like Sara, it was a world away.
She found the bar and started examining all her options.
