Chapter 31
- I leaned back against the display table, vexed.
- I pictured myself meeting him at the door wearing my short black dress and tall black heels—spiky, sexy back-scratchers—while greeting him with a delighted smile and a kiss of apology for what I said to him.
- Instead, I’m wearing a pair of raggedy denim shorts and a T-shirt from Keisha’s closet that says: Martini time, bitchezzz!