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“That would be sweet.”
“Yeah... so what have you been up to this weekend? How was Stronghold and Master Adam?”
Angel filled Leigh in on the tumultuous events of the past forty-eight hours. It felt good to vent about her jealousy and her uncertainties, even though Adam had reassured her on that measure. Talking it through with a friend was always helpful. Especially when said friend was pretty sure the guy in question was wild for you.
“So now I have no idea what to wear. I’m looking for casual but sexy but not like I’m trying too hard... and everything I have is wrong.”
“What about the purple sweater?”
“You don’t think it’s too low cut?”
“I mean, it’s low cut but no I don’t think it’s too low cut. I think it’s low cut enough. If you’re that worried about it wear your teal scarf with the purple embroidery.”
Angel nibbled on her thumbnail as she separated the two articles in question from the pile on her bed. “That looks good... see, I should have called you in the first place.”
“I’ve told you not to try and get dressed for a date without me, you get all stressed out.”
Wasn’t that the truth.
“What do I wear with it? The black jeans are too low rise.”
“Wear the medium blue ones with the bling on the butt. Adam’s an ass man.”
Angel laughed. “I knew that, but how did you know that?”
“Because every time I was at the club, I got to watch him staring at your fine ass,” Leigh responded teasingly. Angel giggled. She’d always thought she had a pretty good butt, but it was nice to have it confirmed.
“He also likes touching it,” she countered. “Which the bling doesn’t exactly encourage.”
“Do you want him to touch? Wait, did you guys...”
“No, of course not, I would have told you.” Angel rolled her eyes. “Silly woman. But that doesn’t mean we won’t...”
“You haven’t known him for very long.”
“He brought me a book,” her voice was still filled with the wonder of the moment. “Seriously, best peace offering ever. What about my dark blue jeans?”
“The ones that are frayed on the bottom? How many times have I told you to get rid of those?”
“They’re comfortable. And soft. Hell, I want to touch my butt when I wear them.”
“They’re also so old they’re going to fall apart at any second. Do you want to risk them splitting today?”
“You suck,” Angel muttered, knowing she’d never be able to wear them around Adam now. At least, not anywhere but her own home where she’d be able to run and change if needed. The jeans were incredibly comfortable, but it wasn’t just the bottoms that were frayed, the seams were becoming more and more worn. She hardly ever washed them for fear the fabric would fall apart in the machine.
“Wear the blingy ones. That way if he wants to touch your butt, he’ll have to take them off.”
“You’re such a bad influence on me.”
“Hey, you’re the one who said you wanted to sleep with him. Besides, if he’s not seeing anyone else and you’re not seeing anyone else, then it sounds to me like he’s your boyfriend, so what’s not to encourage?”
“Well, we haven’t talked about any labels yet, so I don’t know about calling him my boyfriend.”
“Then what would you call him?”
Silent, Angel pulled up the jeans with the bling on the butt and twisted to look at herself in the mirror. They did look good. Not only did the shiny draw attention to the shape of her bottom, this particular pair of jeans made her shape look spectacular. It hugged every curve and emphasized her bottom. It resembled a nice little bubble, perfect for curving fingers around.
“I would call him Adam, my exclusive date.”
