Brazen by Jaci Burton

Author:Jaci Burton [Burton, Jaci]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2021-12-21T00:00:00+00:00

eight

“Maybe the problem is that Walker only sees you as the big boss, the owner of the Bar M, a coworker. Maybe he doesn’t see you as a woman.”

Jolene cocked her head to the side and stared at Valerie. “Huh?”

Brea nodded, studying her. “I see what she’s saying. Look at you, Jo.”

Jolene looked down at her jeans, her workboots, and held out her arms. Plain blue work shirt, same thing she wore every damn day. “What’s wrong with what I’m wearing?”

Valerie sighed and shook her head. They were sitting in Jolene’s bedroom talking about the annual town picnic tomorrow, and Jolene had filled them in about her concerns with Walker.

“The problem is you look like every other cowboy Walker works with.”

Jolene rolled her eyes. “So?”

“So he can’t separate the work you from the woman you because they’re one and the same.” Valerie pointed to her. “That’s all he sees. Ever.”

“Trust me. Walker knows what’s underneath these clothes. He’s seen me naked. We’ve had sex.”

“Too much information, little sister,” Brea said, holding her hand out, palm facing Jolene. “Don’t need to hear about your sex life.”

“Then I don’t get it. How does what I wear have anything to do with Walker’s problem?”

Valerie opened the door to Jolene’s closet. In it were blue jeans, work shirts and some tank tops, and a few skirts and dresses she rarely wore.

Jolene put her hands on her hips. “So?”

“So maybe he’d stop thinking of you as the boss of the Bar M—his boss—if you’d stop looking like it all the damn time.” Valerie closed the closet door. “What were you planning to wear to the picnic?”

Jolene shrugged. “Jeans and a tank top. My boots.”

Valerie rolled her eyes. “See? That’s exactly what I’m talking about. Tomorrow is a perfect time to let your hair down, literally. Get a manicure and pedicure. Wear sandals. A dress.”

“I get pedicures in town on occasion. Manicures are wasted on me since I work with my hands all day. And a dress?” Jolene wrinkled her nose. “Can’t win the potato sack race in a dress.”

“Then don’t enter the potato sack race this year. Gah, Jolene, how old are you anyway?”

“Hey, I like that race.” So did all the kids. And she loved running it with the kids, dammit.

Brea laughed. “This year maybe you could win a man instead.”

Jolene sighed and flopped onto her bed, twining her fingers together and pulling her hands behind her head. “You might have a point. He’s never seen me in anything but jeans and boots. It might be fun to . . . dress up for him.”

But did she even know how to wear a dress? She only did that for special occasions. It wasn’t required for ranchers, and that included her.

Brea’s eyes twinkled and her grin was a mile wide. “Trust me, there’s nothing a man likes more than a woman wearing a dress. The things you can do in a dress . . . the things a man can do to you when you’re wearing a dress .

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