Chapter 2

  I slide on pink, strawberry flavored gloss and rub my lips together. My hair is on top of my head in a messy bun. One that took me an hour to get just right. A few stray pieces frame my face. I only have mascara on and my eyebrows filled in, giving me a natural look, but the gloss gives it a sexy appeal.   I’m wearing a blue off the shoulder swear, showing smooth skin that smells like vanilla thanks to my lotion. I’m wearing shorts, letting my long, tan legs steal the show.   No way can he resist me. Besides, my heart won’t be able to take it. I’ve loved him since I could remember how.   Giving a few tweaks to my hair, I give myself a once over in the full body mirror hanging on the door. I can do this. I am a woman, a single woman, who has feelings for a much older guy. Who I know has feelings for me.   The last time I saw him was my eighteenth birthday two months ago. He stole glances at me. And now, he doesn’t have to look from a distance, he can have me.   The doorbell rings and