#Chapter193
He. Looked. Fierce!
As he studied the man in the mirror, drinking in the steep transformation, his chest panged. His heart fluttered. And for the first time that night, a smile of anticipation curved his lips.
He was ready. He was ready, and he was finally feeling the excitement. Vibrations woke beneath his flesh, tingling in such a way that he felt as though he was floating on the back of a cloud, and his eyes had awakened; they gleamed and sparkled with their old radiance.
Who knew that one of Summer's makeovers was all it took?
/"Hurry up!/" Summer called into him. /"The cab's almost here./"
Pursing his lips, flashing his teeth so he could admire just how subtle the gloss on his lips was, but how white they made his teeth seem, he blew himself a kiss and then snapped a picture. He sent it to his birdie with the caption 'sexy enough for you, bitch?'
