grin.
She gave him a look. “If teachers dressed like that, there would be riots in the streets.”
“So buy it for fun.”
“There’s nothing fun in spending two hundred dollars on a dress I’ll never wear,” she pointed out.
Paying no attention to her logical argument, Jared dragged them all into the store. “Try it on.”
“Try it on, Genna,” Alyssa chimed in.
J.J. caught the eye of a clerk hovering nearby. He smiled using the full force of his magnetism, and Genna thought the woman was going to swoon. “Don’t you think she should try it on?”
“Yes. Definitely,” the clerk said breathlessly, her eyes glazing over.
“See?” Jared turned back to Genna.
Genna sent the clerk an anemic smile and whispered to J.J. under her breath, “I think she wouldhave said that no matter what you asked her. Ask her if she’d move to Guam with you.”
“Not a chance, honey. If she said yes, you’d hold me to it.”
All the women in the store were gravitating toward Jared like flowers to the sun. They all beamed and nodded when he gave them his intimate, teasing little smile and asked if they thought Genna should try on the purple dress. It was positively disgusting. Even a blue-haired old lady was bowled over by his charm. She touched Genna’s arm and beamed a smile up at her. “Try it on, honey. It’s you.”
“See?” Jared said innocently. “It’s you.”
“It’s you.” Genna scowled. He pretended not to understand.
Feeling outnumbered, Genna gave in. She took the dress into the fitting room. When she emerged, everyone in the store burst into applause.
Jared’s breath caught in his throat. His eyes darkened to pewter as he took in the sight of his adorable, curvy little Genna in the sexy dress. He’d known all along she was a doll, but holy cow! he thought. The taffeta cupped her full breasts lovingly and swirled around the feminine swell of her hips. The bow at the waist called attention to thesupple lines of her bare back. It’d be worth every penny if she never wore the dress for anyone but him.
Like a man in a trance, Jared handed his gold credit card to the clerk, never taking his eyes off Genna. His voice was a hoarse, gravely whisper as he said, “Wrap it up.”
Genna was still blushing, as they wandered around browsing at whatever took their fancy, after delivering Alyssa to Amy.
“I can’t believe you bought that dress.”
“Believe it.”
“You’re going to look pretty silly wearing it.”
“I bought it for you.”
She ignored that the same way she had tried to ignore the hot look in his eyes when she’d come out of the fitting room. “I suppose Candy the mannequin can wear it.”
“I bought it for you.”
“I won’t wear it.”
“You’ll wear it.” When he turned to grin at her, Genna stopped dead in her tracks and every ounce of color drained from her face until her face was somewhere between pasty and ashen. “Genna? What is it?”
She stared at the man standing not twenty feetin front of them looking at neckties, feeling her insides freeze-dry and shatter into a million pieces. Allan.
“Genna?”
Jared’s anxious voice jolted her. “Nothing. It’s nothing,” she managed, trying to turn him down the underwear aisle. “Can we go this way?”
But Jared didn’t budge, and Allan Corrigan turned and looked right at her.
Suddenly there was a beefy arm drawing her against a beefier body, and Jared pressed a kiss to her forehead and said for her ears only, “Introduce me, Gen.”
Bewildered, she looked up at him to find azure eyes filled with gentle understanding, and a satin-soft smile. He kissed the tip of her nose. She knew that to anyone watching they appeared like a pair of lovers totally absorbed in each other.
He nudged her forward, saying through his teeth, “Look happy, darling.”
She plastered on an enormous smile as they approached the last man on earth she ever wanted to see. “Why, Allan! Is that you?” she said brightly,
She gave him a look. “If teachers dressed like that, there would be riots in the streets.”
“So buy it for fun.”
“There’s nothing fun in spending two hundred dollars on a dress I’ll never wear,” she pointed out.
Paying no attention to her logical argument, Jared dragged them all into the store. “Try it on.”
“Try it on, Genna,” Alyssa chimed in.
J.J. caught the eye of a clerk hovering nearby. He smiled using the full force of his magnetism, and Genna thought the woman was going to swoon. “Don’t you think she should try it on?”
“Yes. Definitely,” the clerk said breathlessly, her eyes glazing over.
“See?” Jared turned back to Genna.
Genna sent the clerk an anemic smile and whispered to J.J. under her breath, “I think she wouldhave said that no matter what you asked her. Ask her if she’d move to Guam with you.”
“Not a chance, honey. If she said yes, you’d hold me to it.”
All the women in the store were gravitating toward Jared like flowers to the sun. They all beamed and nodded when he gave them his intimate, teasing little smile and asked if they thought Genna should try on the purple dress. It was positively disgusting. Even a blue-haired old lady was bowled over by his charm. She touched Genna’s arm and beamed a smile up at her. “Try it on, honey. It’s you.”
“See?” Jared said innocently. “It’s you.”
“It’s you.” Genna scowled. He pretended not to understand.
Feeling outnumbered, Genna gave in. She took the dress into the fitting room. When she emerged, everyone in the store burst into applause.
Jared’s breath caught in his throat. His eyes darkened to pewter as he took in the sight of his adorable, curvy little Genna in the sexy dress. He’d known all along she was a doll, but holy cow! he thought. The taffeta cupped her full breasts lovingly and swirled around the feminine swell of her hips. The bow at the waist called attention to thesupple lines of her bare back. It’d be worth every penny if she never wore the dress for anyone but him.
Like a man in a trance, Jared handed his gold credit card to the clerk, never taking his eyes off Genna. His voice was a hoarse, gravely whisper as he said, “Wrap it up.”
Genna was still blushing, as they wandered around browsing at whatever took their fancy, after delivering Alyssa to Amy.
“I can’t believe you bought that dress.”
“Believe it.”
“You’re going to look pretty silly wearing it.”
“I bought it for you.”
She ignored that the same way she had tried to ignore the hot look in his eyes when she’d come out of the fitting room. “I suppose Candy the mannequin can wear it.”
“I bought it for you.”
“I won’t wear it.”
“You’ll wear it.” When he turned to grin at her, Genna stopped dead in her tracks and every ounce of color drained from her face until her face was somewhere between pasty and ashen. “Genna? What is it?”
She stared at the man standing not twenty feetin front of them looking at neckties, feeling her insides freeze-dry and shatter into a million pieces. Allan.
“Genna?”
Jared’s anxious voice jolted her. “Nothing. It’s nothing,” she managed, trying to turn him down the underwear aisle. “Can we go this way?”
But Jared didn’t budge, and Allan Corrigan turned and looked right at her.
Suddenly there was a beefy arm drawing her against a beefier body, and Jared pressed a kiss to her forehead and said for her ears only, “Introduce me, Gen.”
Bewildered, she looked up at him to find azure eyes filled with gentle understanding, and a satin-soft smile. He kissed the tip of her nose. She knew that to anyone watching they appeared like a pair of lovers totally absorbed in each other.
He nudged her forward, saying through his teeth, “Look happy, darling.”
She plastered on an enormous smile as they approached the last man on earth she ever wanted to see. “Why, Allan! Is that you?” she said brightly,
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