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“I’m just looking around,” she automatically replied.

“I’m Karen. Just to let you know, we’re running a thirty percent off sale on the entire store.” Karen gave her a warm smile.

Of course it would be on sale.

Her gaze wandered back to it. The soft lace in her hand was tempting.

“Why don’t you try it on?” Karen asked, apparently recognizing the mental debate going on in Roxxy’s brain.

Oh, Karen is good.

“Okay.” Roxxy nodded. She followed behind Karen toward the dressing room. She didn’t even know how she ended up in the lingerie store. She had stopped at the plaza to run to the post office as a favor for her mother. She’d walked past the lingerie store and suddenly found herself inside browsing.

They entered a small room at the back that had a few discreet rooms for patrons.

“Let me know if there is anything else you need.” Karen waved to an empty room.

“Thanks.” Roxxy shut the door behind her and faced the mirror inside the private area. She held the pretty garment up to herself and smiled.

She tossed her purse down on the chair in the corner and stripped her clothes off. The cool lace material was heavenly against her naked skin.

Roxxy fixed her hair and stared at her reflection.

There was a sexy diva staring back at her that she didn’t recognize.

Hot damn.

She was one sexy bitch.

She posed and found herself laughing out loud at her antics.

It wasn’t often that she went shopping for negligees, and especially not something as revealing and sensual as this. The navy-blue color made her skin tone appear even warmer and flawless. The lace between her breasts dipped down low, barely leaving anything to the imagination, and the bottom of it brushed her mid-thigh.

If she bent over, she would be completely exposed.

Myles would love to pull it off her.

She giggled at the thought.

Hell, thinking about it had her heating up.

Grabbing her phone, she took a few quick pictures of herself in the mirror.

She sent one picture to Myles in a text.

Hope you are having a wonderful day, she typed out.

She didn’t know who this new Roxxy was, but she was loving the freedom.

She jumped at a knock on her door.

“Everything okay in there?” Karen asked.

“Yes, I love it.” Roxxy spun around one last time and glanced at herself over her shoulder.

Karen gave a short laugh. “I knew you would. I recognized the look on your face.”

“Yes, and it’s in my favorite color, too.” Roxxy sighed. She tossed her phone back in her purse and carefully removed the teddy.

“I can go take it up to the register and get it ready for you,” Karen offered.

“Thanks.” Roxxy snagged her shirt and held it up to herself so she could crack open the door slightly. She handed the negligees to Karen.

“Anything else I can help you find?”

“I think that will be all,” Roxxy chuckled. She shut the door and quickly put her clothes back on.

Ideas floated around in her head. She had to find some way where she could either go visit Myles or get him to come down to see her.

Last night’s virtual date was amazing, but it wasn’t the real thing. Nothing could replace the feel of a real man. Roxxy wanted to be wrapped up in Myles’s arms—she needed the have him inside her.

He was growing on her. She didn’t know what or how to classify them, but she just knew they were taking it one day at a time.

She exited the dressing room and went to pay for her purchase. She left the store with a wide grin.

She strolled down the sidewalk back toward her car. Her phone vibrated in her purse. She dug it out and saw a text from Myles.

This just made my day. That would look great on my bedroom floor.

Are sens

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