CHAPTER 23: SANDRA

“Forget your pajamas.”

“Why would I forget my pajamas?”

“Because then you either have to sleep in your underwear, nude, or in one of his shirts,” Maggie explained.

“And there's nothing sexier than a girl in a guy's shirt,” Leila added. “I wear Josh's all the time. It's guaranteed sex.”

“I'm not at the sex stage yet, Leila.”

“So? It's almost week three, right?” She looked up at the poster on the wall, tracing her finger along the steps. “So that means sexual seduction can commence.”

I dumped my bag on my bed and sat down on Kayle's opposite it. “You pack my bag then.”

“Yes!” Maggie scrambled up from my pillow and attacked my dresser, pulling drawers open. “Oooh! This!” She turned, holding up a black silky underwear set I bought months ago, yet never wore. She tugged off the labels and Leila emptied my bag. The underwear went in, along with my make-up, hairbrush, and clothes for tomorrow.

Leila zipped it up. “Done.”

“Really? Underwear, clothes, and minimum toiletries? That's it?!” I shr