My Best Friend’s Father Wants me novel Chapter 21

Enora:

I walked around the store for hours and stole sneaky glimpses of the letter and every time I did, my face flushed a bright red. If anything, buying all this stuff was punishment enough.

I could only imagine the glee on his face if he was here with me and was watching me embarrass myself.

I was on the last item and the nice sexy cat lady took me to the lingerie section.

“Alright. Take your pick. My advice to you is that the look really sets the mood for all the fun time in the bedroom.”

“Yeah…fun.”

I flushed shyly and she left me alone to make my pick. There were so many colours and designs but the ones in black and red seemed to be the most prominent. I sighed and looked harder, trying my best to imagine what Mr. Wright would like.

“Come on, Enora. You already bought everything else. Just pick one.”

I held my head in my hand. This was so stressful. Fuck! I would have preferred any other punishment to this.

“Would you really?” My inner voice spoke back, aggressively.

I heaved a sigh and continued to look at the shelves. It was almost a lost cause but soon, I found it. It was an unusual feeling, grinning from ear to ear as I pulled the lingerie from the shelf. It was perfect. Not really my style but I had wondered what I would look like in it.

“This is perfect. I hope he likes it.”

I tossed it in my basket along with the rest of my kinky artifacts and made my way to the checkout. I couldn’t explain my relief seeing the sexy cat lady at the register. I had grown to like her.

“I guess we are done for the day,” she said cheerfully as I placed the basket on the counter for her to scan.

Each beep made me flush hotter and hotter and I saw her smile as she caught sight of my hot red face.

The lingerie was last and she smiled as she scanned the tag.

“For a newbie, you have a good eye,” she said with a wink and she swiped the label over the scanner.

I was unsure if I was supposed to say ‘thank you’ to such a compliment.

She handed me the bag and soon, I was ready to go. I walked out of the store and began to make my way to the exit. Finally! It was all over.

“Not quite,” said the voice in my head. “Now you have to go back to the penthouse and wait for him with all this stuff.”

I wanted to face-palm myself but I flagged a taxi and told him the address of the hotel. As I got in, I made a great effort to hide my bag of ‘toys’ from the sharp grey eyes of the elderly taxi driver.

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