*Alex*
I sat behind the wheel of my Aston Martin, the silver carapace reflecting the greenery shrouding the hairpin drive. I checked the time. Five minutes past eight. Chloe was running late. I leaned back in my seat and tried to act casual. I also tried not to worry that Sylvia or one of the other sisters might come along and spot me.
To my relief, Chloe appeared in the rearview mirror. I reached up and tugged my shades down to the bridge of my nose to get a better look at her. The white lace babydoll dress I'd sent to her looked fantastic on her, as I'd known it would.
Sylvia had paired the dress with chunky heels and white thigh-high stockings. Her hair hung on either side of her head in pigtails, held in place by a white ribbon. I decided that I didn't care if she was a little bit l
