Charmingly Yours (A Morning Glory Novel Book 1) by Liz Talley

Author:Liz Talley [Talley, Liz]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781503949683
Published: 2016-05-23T16:00:00+00:00

Rosemary locked the stall and then leaned her head against the door. Her pulse skipped and something warm slithered through her belly. Sal liked sexy games, and damned if the man didn’t believe in extended foreplay.

She reached beneath her too-tight skirt, cursing the Godiva truffles she’d eaten last month when she drowned her grief in chocolate, and snapped the elastic band of her shapewear. Yeah, she wore a veritable granny girdle beneath the skirt.

What had she been thinking when she got dressed earlier?

Well, she hadn’t, because she’d only been thinking of fitting into the skirt, looking sexy and sophisticated. Of course, taking the slimming shapewear off would pretty much save her the mortification of pulling them off later. If there was a later.

But to go without panties . . .

Without any more thought, she peeled the Lycra underwear down and wiggled to get out of it. Then she contemplated what to do with her drawers. The Tory Burch crossover bag had room, but it would look bulky. Why in the heck hadn’t she worn the cute thong she’d bought in Jackson?

Taking a deep breath, she wadded up the underwear and shoved them into her purse, making the leather bulge. Stepping out of the stall, she caught sight of herself in the mirror.

Her face was crimson and now the skirt revealed a small belly poof. Darn it. She should have joined a gym and done ab crunches or something. Obviously long walks down the back roads of Yazoo County weren’t cutting it. She sucked in her stomach and turned sideways and then nodded. Would have to do. Then she moved the undies to the side and fetched her smoky plum lipstick.

The door opened and a well-dressed woman came in, startling her.

“Oh, hello,” Rosemary said to the woman, feeling guilty for some reason. She set the tube of lipstick down so she could adjust the flipped-up hem of her skirt.

The woman gave a quick and confused hello before moving to the nearest stall and slamming the door.

Rosemary washed her hands, straightened her shoulders, and pushed back out the door.

The Rose Club was decadent and red, perfect for seduction. Rosemary dug beneath all her insecurities to pull out her very seldom used inner vamp and sashayed across the room toward where Sal lazed at the bar. He looked dashing and dangerous. Made her feel too warm just by looking at him.

“Ma’am?” someone said behind her.

She turned to find the lady she’d scared with her friendliness in the bathroom.

“I think you left your lipstick,” she said, holding out Rosemary’s tube of Elizabeth Arden.

“Oh, thank you,” she said, taking it from the woman. She took the few more steps she needed to reach Sal, who’d dropped his gaze to her knees. Lifting his eyebrows, he silently asked her.

She merely smiled.

Opening her purse, she jabbed the lipstick in. But her fingers accidentally grabbed the girdle when she lifted the flap of her purse. The nude Lycra flopped out and before she could catch them, they fluttered to the floor, where they landed beside Sal’s shoe like a giant beached jellyfish.

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