Follow Your Bliss (Bliss Series Book 2) by Marji Spicer

Author:Marji Spicer [Spicer, Marji]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: MS Creative Works
Published: 2019-10-15T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty Nine

Joy drove to a city two hours away since Bliss didn't have a costume shop. She ended up having to go to one of those adult toy stores. That had been embarrassing. The things you do for revenge. She started to prepare dinner before she left. Who didn't like lasagna? Denver’s apartment wasn’t that bad. It wouldn’t take long to clean. The costume would go with her plan. Hopefully, this was a fantasy of his.

Joy changed at Denver’s apartment. She blushed when she realized how short the costume was. She bought a pair of frilly underwear to wear under it. At first, she thought about skipping the underwear, but that wouldn't be fair. That would be a last resort if he didn’t fall under her spell.

Denver was irritated all day. Thanks to Joy, he didn’t get any sleep the night before. He almost called her to cancel her plans. He wasn’t in the mood to be around people. He wanted to take a shower and go to bed. He should have stopped at the bar and had a beer. Instead, he was home by 6:15. The apartment was spotless and smelled great. Maybe it wouldn't be so bad. There was only one place setting at the table. Where is she? So that was her plan. Get him to think about her all day and then not be there when he got home. She had skipped out on him. He had a thing or two to tell her. Denver grabbed the phone. He was dialing her number when he heard a noise in the hall. He turned around. The phone almost dropped out of his hand. He hung it back up on the hook.

“Fuck,” he swore.

Joy stood in the hallway, in a French maid costume. It was tight, displaying her curves just right. The dress was short and barely covered her thighs. Thigh-high stockings, a garter belt, and what had to be at least 3- inch heels completed the costume.

“Your dinner is getting cold,” she scolded. “Why aren't you eating?”

“Oh, I'll eat alright,” he said as he moved towards her.

“No.” Joy put her hands out. “You can't touch me. You promised.”

“So, that's what this is all about. You think because you look so damn sexy, I'll lose control. Well, let me tell you, I'm not like a horny seventeen-year-old who can't control himself.” To hell, you’re not. “I guess I'll go eat.” Denver sat down at the table and started to fill his plate.

“No, let me do that. It's my job, after all.” Joy began to serve him. She made sure she bent over in front of him as much as possible. Denver got a good view of her barely contained cleavage. He swore she was going to fall out of the costume. She seemed to have a problem with staying in dresses.

He ignored her as he took a bite of food. “Damn, this is good.”

Denver acted like she wasn’t even in the room. He should be begging her by now.

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