"You're a mystery Jason Demovic." She muttered as she got up and went to her dresser. "But we are going to get to the bottom of it, I promise you that."

She searched through her drawers pushing all her usual underwear aside until she came to a set she had never worn before.

They were a gift from Conor and at the time she had found them tasteless and typical of everything that infuriated her about her selfish ex-boyfriend.

However, they had been chosen by him--a man, presumably because he found them hot. She pulled on the tiny shard of sexy black lace and looked at herself in the wall...