Chapter 19

So Busy

It is the night of my first concert. I have been practicing nonstop all day, and now I am a bundle of nerves.

Feeling like I am ready to pop, I have never been so glad when Sam walks up behind me and begins softly kneading my tired shoulders.

“Mm. Thank you so much, baby. That feels wonderful. I almost want to just say the hell with it and curl up next to you in bed instead of going.” I say in a whisper with a hint of sadness in my voice.

Knowing that if I don’t go, I will surely be fired, I sigh and then turn around to give him a soft kiss. I linger a little too long as I feel his hands begin to roam over my breasts before I finally say, “I wish I could stay, but duty calls.” Quietly, before rushing to the bathroom and inspecting myself in the full-length mirror one last time.

Tonight, I am wearing a very tasteful but expensive long black dress by Desdemona. The dress fits like a second skin and has a slit up the side that stops just shy