Page 50 of Valentine's Daddy To Go
“I guess we have a little bit of time,” he growls. “Now get ready.”
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Nash finally managedto leave after about an hour and a half, so he’ll definitely be late to work, not that he was too upset.
I’m lying in bed, fully and completely satisfied. I have to meet Amy in about two hours in the town center, so I should probably get myself ready, but it’s nice to lie here for a while.
Most of my lingerie has been moved to Nash’s room, so I can shower and easily get dressed, but all of my coats and jackets are still in the room he originally gave me. I don’t think I’ve been in there since moving all my intimates into his closet.
Wow. That’s a while ago. I hadn’t even really given it a second thought. I get out of bed and go to what is technically ‘my’ bedroom and open up my suitcase. Brenda must have moved it because it was standing up against the wall when I walked in, as opposed to being stowed in a closet.
But other than that one little detail, nothing else has really changed. It’s like this room has been frozen in time since I left.
“Weird,” I comment.
I take out a skirt and blouse, holding them up to get a good look. They both look so foreign to me. I’ve been so scantily clad lately that my conservative clothes feel like a lifetime ago.
I grab them anyways, taking my old clothes to the bathroom in Nash’s room. As I turn on the shower, I wonder to myself why I keep calling it Nash’s room. I mean I’ve spent every night of my time here sleeping in his bed, and almost all of my things are in here.
Why can’t I sayourroom?
I guess because I just can’t.
I step into the shower once it’s hot enough, letting the spray hit me directly in the face. The heat helps to loosen up my muscles, giving me a little bit of relief from last night’s and this morning’s activities. I had so much fun, but sometimes the positions Nash puts me are absolutely foreign to my body, and it takes a little bit of time to readjust.
I soap up every inch of my body. This will be my first time going out since getting here. It’s not like Nash has kept me locked up or anything. It’s just the first time I’ve wanted to do something off the estate premises.
After all, he wasn’t lying when he said his home has almost anything I could possibly want.
I finish up my shower and dry myself off. After lotioning up, I pick up the clothes I brought with me into the bathroom. I hold them up against my body, looking into the mirror. They look like they’re for another woman, and seem oddly out of place.
“Well, this is what you have,” I say to myself. I shrug.
I don’t really have much else to wear that isn’t too different from this outfit. Except for my little black dress I wore that first night, and I don’t think I’m going to wearthatfor my outing with Amy.
“It’s not too bad,” I reassure myself. I pull the clothes on before taking another look in the mirror.
Honestly, I look like my old self. I don’t hate it, but it’s like looking at an old photo from decades ago. I sigh as I smooth my skirt and blouse. I have to get going soon if I want to meet Amy on time.
I’m able to do a quick face of makeup, and then I’m out the door. The car is already waiting for me when I get outside. I get driven to the closest mall and find Amy there, already waiting for me. She looks the same as she usually does in a cute top and jeans. Her eyes fly open as she gives me a bear hug.
“Nellie! You’re wearing your old clothes.”
“Yeah, I didn’t really have much of anything else that wasn’t this or, you know, things I can’t wear in polite society.”
“I totally understand, girl. Do you want to pick up something while we’re here? We’ve got the whole mall at our fingertips.”
“Yeah, let’s go shopping.” I’d like to purchase a few things to surprise Nash with. I know he would more than appreciate it.
“I know a great place. Follow me!” Amy leads me into the mall. We walk past a few store fronts until we reach an exclusive boutique. She starts to pull me in, but I hold myself back.
“I don’t know.”
“Come on, Nellie. This place is great!”
“Are you sure they have my size?” A lot of times, places like this, even if they go up to my size, won’t always carry it in stores. Extended sizes are sometimes only available on-line. I’d rather just walk away than risk the embarrassment of being too big for their shop.
“Oh, I’m sorry. I should I told you before, but these guys cater to everyone. I’ve actually been wanting to take you here for years, but I thought you never liked stuff like this. If you don’t want to go in, we don’t have to,” my friend apologizes.
