New Friend

Kimberly had a smile on her face as she returned to her room to pick up her phone. She had no idea why she was smiling, but she only knew that she was no longer feeling that ache in her chest after clearing things up with Eric. 

She sat in front of the dressing table and raised a hand to her lips. Had he changed his mind about not having sex with her for six months?

Of course, he had. She had known he wouldn't be able to last for even a week without touching her. She applied a little touch of makeup to her face and brushed her hair before standing up to look at her appearance.

She was still wearing the joggers and singlet she had been wearing earlier, so she took them off and wore biker shorts with a crop top instead.

"I look sexy," she told herself with a broad smile on her face. 

As she headed for the door, she remembered that she had come to the room to pick up her phone but had forgotten to check who had called.