Roaring Midnight by Colleen Gleason

Author:Colleen Gleason [Gleason, Colleen]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Vampires, Romance, Adult, fantasy
ISBN: 1931419213
Amazon: B00CHSRITE
Goodreads: 17854772
Publisher: Avid Press
Published: 2013-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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“That is an adorable chapeau.” Chelle reached to finger the velvet roses adorning Macey’s headband-like scarf. “I love the detail. Where did you get it?”

“It’s a new place I found called Cookie’s.” Macey gave her companions directions to the shop, figuring Temple’s aunt could always use the business, then looked up and down the street again. “Have you heard from Flora? Is she coming?”

Macey, Chelle, and Dottie were standing outside the front of the Palmer, which rose twenty-five stories above them in an elegant brick structure. Although the entire hotel had been renovated and expanded over the last three years, it had remained open during the entire time. But now that the work was finished, there was to be a gala to celebrate the largest hotel in the world being completely redone.

Flora, if she was coming—for no one knew for certain—was late, and they’d been waiting for nearly thirty minutes. Automobiles and taxis bogged down the street, pulling up to the curb and stopping traffic. The bellmen were non-stop, assisting jewel-and-fur-clad women and fashionable men from their vehicles and beckoning them into the hotel. The sounds of loud, excited conversation and jazzy music spilled into the evening air every time one of the doors opened.

The sun had just sunk below the city skyline, and the last bit of pink-orange in the sky was fading. Streetlights were already on and the bright lights from Joony’s Vaudeville and the uptown B&K motion picture theater blinked enthusiastically from opposite ends of the block. On nights like this, Chicago was colorful, well lit, and boisterous—a far cry from one-cross-street Skittlesville. Macey loved the vivacity and the activity. She felt as if she belonged here.

“I want that lady’s boa,” Chelle murmured into her ear as a woman climbed out of a dark red Cadillac. “The pink feather one? With the sparkles?”

“Darling. And it would look so snappy with your coffee-colored frock.”

“Right. The one with the seed pearls. Yes.” Chelle smoothed her perfectly straight brown hair, tucking the short strands back so they flipped forward in a perfect curl around her ear. “And look at her shoes.”

Chelle was a little taller than Macey, and rounder in the hips and bosom, but she knew how to dress fashionably to suit her body type. She worked at Field’s Department Store and got great discounts on the best clothing, which she, in turn, passed on to her friends. She was the one who’d introduced the Simington Side-Lacer to them as an alternative to binding the breasts, as the most trendy flapper dresses required, and for that, Macey was eternally grateful.

“It’s chilly out here.” Macey pulled the smoky gray velvet wrap closer around her shoulders and throat. She was wearing a calf-length slip of sheer pink material over a short opaque under-dress with slim shoulder straps, and the ensemble—though very fashionable—was little protection against the cooling April air. Her shoes were a soft dove color, and she’d clipped a black bow with jet beads onto each one, and wore gathered gray gloves.

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