Chapter 41. Ruined Plans

I get out of the shower and start getting ready. Wondering why? Well, it’s Friday, and to make it more voluptuous and heart-stirring, it is past 4 p.m. You still don’t get it, right? Eyes roll!

Dang!

It is the start of our magical weekend. Time to have everything in between pleasure and contentment and anything within the margin of merriment. This is what we do all weekend. Since that witch will leave in a couple of minutes, or maybe she has already left, we are also stepping out like always to camp in our pleasure room at the hotel. And, ooh, I cannot just wait to get there.

I cannot wait to be all alone with Liam. I cannot wait to be in his loving arms once again, to tell each other how much we mean to each other, how we need each other, and how much we love each other. And I cannot begin to imagine the pleasure and satisfaction that await us. I am already wetting my pants at the mere whim of that.

I don’t take so much time getting ready. I do zero makeup