Chapter 59

Particularly in regards to my cleavage.

I chuckled to myself as I put on a simple black skirt and tight-fitting button-down blouse.

If I knew Nicholas at all—and I did—the blouse and skirt wouldn't last long.

I finished with a pair of heels, adding at least three inches to my short stature. I was giddy with my plan, smiling and humming as I checked myself one last time in the mirror.

I couldn't wait to have my Nicholas back. Though I missed the sex, I missed the intimacy even more. These two weeks had hurt me just as much as him.

So much so that I was starting to regret my actions.

I sighed and pushed those thoughts away, grabbing my purse before eagerly making my way downstairs, where I knew John would already be waiting. Laura shook her head, waving me off, knowing it would be futile to try and make me eat breakfast.

My phone rang on the way, and I was surprised to find Virgil calling on one of his days off from babysitting.

"Virgil?"

"I've got good news." He sounded almost