Bathroom Secrets Before the WeddingChapter 1
At my daughter’s engagement dinner, her fiancé secretly dragged his “female buddy” into the bathroom.
The woman bent over, head down, hands moving quickly:
“It’s only been locked for three hours and you’re already about to burst, you dog!”
Daniel Miller’s face flushed red. “Stop nagging. If you don’t open it, I’m going to explode.”
Suddenly, he spotted me standing at the door. His face turned pale. “Ma’am, please don’t misunderstand. It’s not what it looks like.”
I gave him the rudest gesture I could think of.
That day was my daughter Emily Parker’s engagement party.
While everyone was toasting at the tables, I suddenly saw Daniel looking nervous as he pulled his female buddy toward the door.
Emily happened to be away.
Trusting my instincts, I followed.
The two of them tugged at each other as they went into the bathroom.
In their haste, they hadn’t even shut the door properly.
Through the crack, I saw Rachel Lee unzip Daniel’s suit pants.
She bent down, and her already ample chest nearly spilled out of her low-cut neckline.
Daniel froze and instinctively stepped back.
“Don’t move! Where do you think you’re going?”