Celebrate

I stand in front of the mirror in my room.

My nerves are shot. I’m shaking and I hate myself for it. I smoothe my hands down the lacey part of the lingerie.

It clings to me perfectly, hugging my curves in a way that makes me feel undeniably sexy. Still, the real thrill comes from imagining the way their eyes will darken when they see me like this.

I picture Vance, his gaze sweeping over me with