“Oh, someone's getting naughty,” came Heather's teasing comment as she looked at the lacy black underwear Jennifer held in her hands.
“f**k you,” her best friend muttered, blushing furiously despite herself, and feeling silly for it.
“Puh-lease, you want Mr. gray-eyes to rock your world, not me,” she gently poked her in the side, ignoring Mary's quit-it look. “Besides, I don't swing that way. You should know that by now.”
Jennifer just gave her the narrowed-eyes glare for a moment, before disappearing into the changing room, inwardly giggling.
She and her friends had bought their dresses for the opening party. The last touch for Jennifer, however, was not a necklace or anything of the sort, but a sexy underwear set. She desired Lucas more than she ever thought possible, and she wanted
