Her Mad Hatter by Marie Hall

Author:Marie Hall [Hall, Marie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Amazon: B008IL48BK
Publisher: Marie Hall
Published: 2012-07-06T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 9

Alice jerked to a sitting position, tired, and just this side of pissy. Sunlight poured in through the window. She glanced around: her room was the same as it’d ever been.

Just a dream. Maybe, she’d call in sick. A horrible thing to do to Tabby, and it was only the second day of her grand Cupcakery opening.

With a loud sigh, she got up and headed to the shower. But when she reached the bathroom door, there was no bathroom. It was the most enormous and empty walk in closet she’d ever seen. It stretched for miles.

Not a dream. Or a dream within a dream, she thought of Hatter and her pulse sped. Where was he? Was he thinking about her?

She glanced down, she didn’t want him to see her in the same clothes, but there was nothing here. She wished she had some clothes, something sexy, something that would forever erase any memory of her grandmother from his mind.

And this time when she glanced up, a crushed velvet gown hung from a hanger in a shade of burgundy so deep it almost resembled blood. Velvet dresses had always made her think of fake wigs and hideous dollar store Halloween costumes. Plus, it looked several inches too long, but... she shrugged and slipped it off its rack. Beggars couldn’t afford to be picky. It was either this, or wear the same thing for three days.

She wrinkled her nose at the thought, took her clothes off, and was pulling the sleeves on when she grumbled, “give anything for a toothbrush and shower right about now.”

No sooner had the words left her mouth her tongue tingled with the sharp nip of mint. Her body shone with a wet sheen, and the scent of flowers filled the room.

She hadn’t bathed, and yet, she was clean. Man, if she could patent this back home, she’d make a killing.

The dress was a perfect fit. But she didn’t question it, it was Wonderland, nothing seemed to follow any conventional rules of reason. Most especially when it came to the Hatter.

The dress fell to mid-thigh. Thankfully, she had great legs. Her stomach fluttered and she wished she had a mirror.

A displaced shiver of air brushed against her back.

She turned and there was a mirror. Suddenly she wondered, was Wonderland responding? Was the wind right now humming and the land rolling? She strained to listen, but there was nothing but empty silence.

Her heart sank and she shook her head. Silly Alice… hoping for what couldn’t be. Of all the Alices in the world there was no way she’d be his perfect match. The odds were more astronomical then winning the lottery ten times straight. In all of history, she was his Alice. The thought gave her a pang and she had to take several deep breaths before she could shrug it off.

Alice studied her reflection. The dress was tight, but comfortable. Though, she didn’t like the sleeves. Instantly they vanished, exposing the long lean muscle of her bare arms.

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