#Chapter93

Trixy

Sleep Walk’s lyrics never sounded so lovely to Tessa as the words spilled from her red, glossy lips while she changed into her nightgown.

Rafik was kind enough to allow her to leave early for the day, affording her time to visit the salon before her guest arrived this evening. It wasn’t so much for the prostitute’s benefit as it was for Tessa’s.

She had a particular routine for her date nights. There were few things in her life she had control of, but the way she chose to love herself was one she wasn’t willing to skimp on.

No matter who was between her legs, in her...