“Miss her?” Brooke asked quietly while nodding towards the picture of Dawn.
“Of course,” I sighed with infinite sorrow.
“You’ll get through it,” she said encouragingly while sliding her hand over my bare chest. My own hand slid a little lower to cup Brooke’s tight little ass, and I found out that she was without panties beneath the baggy T-shirt. Brooke giggled and turned my head to plant the next kiss on my lips.
Tomorrow is the first day of the rest of my life.