With a resigned sigh, Erica allowed her friend to escort her to their work area. As they walked down the hall, she flashed a quick hello to Craig and Victor in their respective office nooks. Both men were on the phone, but returned the wave.
"By the way, you look fabulous," Sacha commented as he finally let her go.
Erica made it to her desk and quickly arranged her flowers in a vase. "Thanks."
She looked fabulous and felt terrific and knew that great sex did it to her every time. Because of her new, cloud-sailing mood, she wore a sleeveless strawberry dress and her black, slip-on sandals with the pink and black polka-dotted bows. The round, plastic jet beads of her necklace added a retro nuance, and Erica felt designer perfect and tres chic. Her skin glowed, her senses peaked, her head swam, and her pelvis vibrated every time she thought of Nico Sloan.