Rules of Her Sins (Their Sins #1) by A. Gorman Page B

her house. I don’t care if it takes all morning because I will make sure she gets home.
    Twenty-three minutes later, she runs into Coffee-Bean Café. She is in there for five minutes and it looks like is she walking back to her house. She only lives a quarter mile down the road. I follow until I can park out-of-sight and watch her make it into her house.
    I’m glad she made it back to her house. I can’t wait to surprise her tonight. I wonder if she will give in to what is obvious between us. I wonder what will happen if I’m able to break her and her father finds out.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter
    seventeen
     
     
    Jesse
     
    My morning run made me feel amazing, like I can conquer the world. I set the coffees and scones on the table and head upstairs to shower for work. I turn the shower on, get the bathroom all steamy, and make sure my razor is in the shower because I want to make sure I’m hairless in all the spots that count.
    I peel the sweaty clothes off my body and put them in the hidden hamper in the closet. I take a look in the mirror at myself before I get in the shower. I am definitely not the same Jesse that returned here almost two years ago. Back then, I was broken and unsure of myself. Chet made sure to leave me when he knew I would hit the lowest point in my life, and when I thought I couldn’t get any lower, I did.
    I’m finally realizing I am a lot stronger than I thought I was. I think opening my eyes to what I have here has really allowed me to regain control of my life. I don’t know what happened to that control all those years ago, but I am so glad it’s back. I’m glad I’m getting me back. I’m sure it would have happened a lot sooner if I would have gotten my head out of my ass and stopped feeling sorry for myself, but it didn’t happen that way.
    My mom used to say, “Everything happens for a reason. We might not understand at the time, but it does happen.” I guess I’ll chalk it up to one of those times
    After taking one more look at my thick, firm body, I get into the shower. I lather up and shave my underarms and legs. I make sure to pay extra close attention to my mound. I don’t want razor burn on the lady bits. I love leaving a little strip, but this morning, I’m shaving it all off. I want pleasure tonight and I’ll make sure I get it. I make sure to take extra time conditioning my hair because I’ll pull it up for my date later tonight.
    I rinse off, then turn off the water so I can get out to dry off. I make sure that I put on deodorant and plenty of lotion. I decide to go heavy on the eye makeup and blowout my hair. I know I’ll have to touch up my makeup before my date, but I want to look in complete control today, even in the office. Normally, it takes forever for my hair to dry, but it’s completely working with me today. I put on charcoal eyeliner to give my eyes a deep smoky look, pinch my cheeks for some color, and add nude lip gloss.
    Happy with my hair and makeup, I make my way to my walk-in closet. I want to wear my black three-piece skirt suit. I love how I feel in it. Under it, I’ll wear a red bustier with attached garter belts, a red thong that matches the bustier, and black fishnet stockings. I don’t need a dress shirt under my suit as the lace on the bustier covers my chest perfectly.
    I go further into my closet to look for what I want to bring to work to change into for my date tonight. I think I’m going to wear my black scallop lace cocktail dress. The dress fits my body and the lace shows off the right amount of cleavage and leg without making me look slutty.
    I grab another pair of thongs to put on with my dress. I will wear the same shoes to work I plan to wear on my date—red platform stilettos. I also grab a sweatshirt, yoga pants, and flip-flops for my walk of shame. I never spend the night. By the time I get home tonight, all I’ll want to do is take a shower and go to bed.
    I lay out everything on my bed to make sure I am