Chapter41: 41

MINE.    JENNA   I’ve never been so damn happy to be getting into my car. My cousin’s wedding was a godawful, five-hour-long event that I was forced to attend because for some strange reason she wanted me to be a bridesmaid—one of eight bridesmaids. Did I mention my cousin is a stripper? She thought it would be adorable if all her bridesmaids looked like they’d just stepped of the damn stage. The only thing this wedding was missing is some stripper poles and dollars in our G-strings—the ones that are painfully obvious through our short, see-through dresses. I’ve never had so many male eyeballs on me at one time, and I hope to never experience it again. With a sigh, I turn the air on, already thinking about the bubble bath and new vibrator I’m going to try out as soon as I get home. For the first time all day, I break out in a smile. I push away the voice in my head that says it’s fucking pathetic that I’m smiling about a vibrator when I should be going home to some actual, real cock. I