Chapter 97

• Birthday Time...
• Prying Andrew's hands off her body, Roxy scurried out of the house post-haste. She had informed him repeatedly that it was imperative to procure an alluring dress for tonight. His playful suggestion to arrive in her birthday suit—the way he loved her best—made her shake her head as she dashed through the door, his laughter fading behind her.
• Dress shopping was absolutely dreadful; everything looked the same and monotonous. After two hours of fruitless searching, Roxy caught a glimpse of the sexiest dress she had ever seen. It felt a bit excessive, but she had been pushing her limits lately, so why not this one too?