Chapter Sixty

I get into the bath tub around 6pm and I spend a good amount of time, using all the good smelling oils and soaps I can find. When I decided to try to actually enjoy Marilyn's company, I figured out that she wasn't so bad after all. She also didn't talk about the whole issue with Troy, and for that I respect her. If her curiosity was bursting through the seams, she definitely didn't show it.

When I come out of the bathroom, Draaven is still not yet back. I rush off to oil up and finally, I slip on the lingerie he had gotten me, spraying on a generous amount of perfume for good measure. I throw on a bathrobe on top of it, wouldn't want to ruin the surprise. We've done this a million times by now but I still can't help the butterflies in my stomach every time I actually take my time to prepare for sex with him. I'm just brushing through my hair when I hear the front door open. My heart flutters in my chest and an instinctive smile spreads on my face as I head towards the sitting room. An