Abby shook her head, waving a hand up and down. “I’m naked, and you’re standing there in black lace looking like a Victoria’s Secret model.”

Jordan looked down at herself. “You don’t like?”

“Oh no, I very much like.” Abby pulled her closer. She ran a finger inside the top of Jordan’s pants.

Jordan sucked in a long breath. “I gambled on getting lucky today. Karen’s a lingerie buyer for M&S. It pays to have connections.”

Abby slipped her hand further down. “Tell her I’d like some crotchless pants for you next, okay?”

Jordan’s eyelids fluttered shut. “What are you doing to me?” She opened her eyes. “But you’re going to have to wait. You had your way with me on the plane. Now it’s my turn, wouldn’t you say?”

Abby wasn’t putting up a fight. “Whatever you say. So long as you keep your underwear on to fuck me.”

“Your wish is my command.” Jordan moved Abby up the bed, before working her way down her body, covering every inch of her skin with hot, urgent kisses.

Abby closed her eyes and gave in to the moment. The attention Jordan was giving her, the look in her eyes when their gazes connected, was pure lust. Jordan was making her feel like the most desirable woman in the world.

That hadn’t happened in a very long time.

When Jordan licked her way up her thighs, Abby sighed. When she teased her nipples again, Abby saw stars. When she kissed her way up her neck, she purred. And then, when Jordan’s hand hovered over her pussy, Abby’s whole body roared to life. All the lovers that had gone before were wiped away. All the feelings she could never work out, all the indifference she’d felt in past relationships.

Gone.

Vanished.

Abby was a clean slate.

Jordan slipped a finger into her hot centre. Abby was pulled under. She went willingly. When Jordan slipped in another finger, Abby’s insides pulsed. When Jordan connected with Abby’s clit and got into a perfect rhythm, Abby wondered if she’d ever come down from this. And when she did, what would life be like afterwards?

Abby hadn’t known she needed a change. She hadn’t known what life had in store, until Jordan walked into that café six weeks ago. If she had, would she have agreed to Jordan becoming her professional bridesmaid?

A thousand times, yes.

Because Jordan had lit up her life. She’d shone a light and made Abby reconsider key areas of her life. Her job. Her relationships. Herself. Jordan had made her look at the world differently.