Chapter 62

The dress is spectacular, as are the shoes he bought with it. Like a good little girl, I don’t attempt any rejection when he brings the boxes in from the car with the sweetest expression on his face. He looks almost boyish and a little excited.

Jake’s gone all out, bringing me home a complete outfit. I’m standing in a full-length, dark plum, figure-hugging dress studded with sheer Swarovski crystals across its full-length and fuller skirt. My shoulders are exposed from its crisscross bodice style, ending in low cap sleeves off the shoulder, and my cleavage is almost bursting forth. Lately, my bust has gotten a little larger, and I’m sure Jake won’t mind one bit. My feet are encased in low-heeled satin plum shoes because since I found out I was pregnant, he refused to let me wear my sexy heels, which is another argument still not done with, and then, of course, there’s the underwear. Sexy underwear; I am glad to see he at least thinks about sex, even if he’s not giving it to me