Just His Partner: A Sweet Romantic Comedy (Southern Roots Sweet RomCom Book 4) by Donna Jeffries

Author:Donna Jeffries [Jeffries, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: AEJ Creative Works
Published: 2022-04-07T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

BRI

I stare at myself in the mirror in the bedroom on the yacht. First, I can’t even believe I’m on a yacht. Boats are so not my thing. I can feel every wave and swell, and I hate how unsolid the ground is.

I reach back and gather my hair into a ponytail, revealing my neck and more of my shoulders. I’m not sure if I like it or not. I hardly recognize myself from the woman I was a few years ago. Montana doesn’t exactly have crystalline blue water or huge boats that cost more than the house I just bought.

I didn’t have many occasions to wear swimming suits, cover-ups, or fluffy white robes. Two of those hang in the closet, along with matching slippers, and I just stared at them before jerking to attention and getting into my suit.

It’s black from shoulder strap to the skirt that brushes the tops of my thighs. The tiniest hint of cleavage peeks out from the scooped neck, and I can’t tell if I look lopsided or not. I can’t get myself to move away from the mirror either.

I slip the hair tie off my wrist and secure my hair into a bun, then push my glasses back into place. I’ve opted to wear my second pair today, and they’re bright red with a white edge around them. They don’t go with my suit, but I always feel powerful in them.

I rarely wear bright colors, instead choosing skirts and suits in black, gray, charcoal, mahogany, navy, or eggplant. The brightest items of clothing I own are scarves, and sometimes I wear them as belts and sometimes as wraps around my bun.

My nerves choke me, and I reach up and remove the hair tie holding my bun in place. My locks tumble around my shoulders and down my back, and I release the breath in my lungs. My face relaxes, and then my shoulders. Several things tumble through my mind, one of which is the words Jason said to me earlier this week when he invited me to come out on the yacht with him.

I’d been standing at the window in his office, and he’d come up behind me. His hands spread warmth through my body as he slid them along my hips and up my arms, and I’d leaned back into his chest. “Do you own a swimming suit?”

“Of course,” I said, giggling.

“I can’t wait to see it.” He kissed my neck and added, “You’re gorgeous, and it’s going to be an amazing day.”

You’re gorgeous.

Sometimes, I feel like I’m hiding underneath so many layers—physically, emotionally, mentally—that no one really sees who I am.

Jason does, and I repeat what he’d said. “It’s going to be an amazing day.” I turn away from the mirror, pull my cover-up over my head, and glance at the Great Dane lying on the bed. “Come on. If I have to go up there wearing this, you have to come with me.”

Timber puts his head down, and I cock my head at him.

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