I was a little confused about why she’d chosen something so full coverage. But if a huge fur coat counted as sexy, I was totally here for it. “This really is perfect,” I said and pulled it on over my uniform. “Ready.” I put my hand on my hip.

Sophie laughed. “No.”

“You picked it out.”

“Yeah but you need to pair it with...” She opened up a drawer and pulled out some lacy white lingerie. “This.” She tossed it at me. “Put that on and wear the coat off one shoulder.”

“Seriously?”

“Do I look like I’m joking? It screams sexy Russian. And that’s the theme because we’re in a Russian’s apartment and time is of the essence!”

She was right. I didn’t have time to second guess her demands. And I wasn’t even sure I was going to send these to my kiss thief. I quickly changed and pulled the coat on.

Sophie grabbed my phone, pushed the furry material off one of my shoulders, and started snapping pictures. “Hand on your hip. No, higher. Great, but arch your back. More. And stick your butt back, trust me, it’ll make your waist look even tinier. Woah, no, not that much. Yes, there. And tilt your head to the side. Got it.”

I tried to follow her directions, but I was seconds away from falling over.

“Now drop the coat.”

“Sophie, I’m not taking pictures in just lingerie.”

“Your stalker is expecting no clothes at all. If anything, lingerie is a little prude, don’t you think?”

I wasn’t sure about that...

“But let’s change to black lingerie instead. It’ll make your pale skin pop.” She rummaged around some more and tossed my outfit change at me. If you could really call something so skimpy an outfit. There were so many thick straps on this one. And I had a hard time figuring out how to put it on.

“It screams bondage,” Sophie said as she helped me. “Your stalker is going to love this.”

“He’s not a stalker, Soph. He’s a kiss thief.”

“With great taste. Now go lie spread eagle on the bed.”

“What? No. And I need a robe or something.” I found a black silky robe on a hanger and pulled it on.

Sophie shook her head, but didn’t say anything. “At least get on the bed and like...jump up and down. Oh, with this pillow.” She tossed it at me. “Trust me.”

At least she’d let me wear a robe. I hopped onto the bed and started jumping on the mattress.

“Higher,” Sophie said.

This was actually kind of fun. I started jumping and for some reason Sophie laughed, which made me laugh. I laughed harder when she started chucking pillows at me. I blocked them with the pillow I was holding and then collapsed backward as she kept snapping photos.