Sealed with a Kiss by Melinda Curtis

Author:Melinda Curtis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Grand Central Publishing
Published: 2020-06-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

Kimmy took Monday off to drive into Greeley.

She needed dresses, a pedicure, and a stylish haircut if she was going to spend the week pretending to be Booker’s girlfriend on the wealthy side of town.

What I need is my head examined.

This was the one time she should’ve broken a promise. Her hesitation wasn’t just because she was still in the process of forgiving Booker. Growing up, she’d never felt as if she fit with the kids who wore expensive tennis shoes and name-brand blue jeans. For heaven’s sake, she’d cleaned Haywood’s house yesterday for the party she was attending tonight. If that wasn’t proof she was out of her element, she didn’t know what was.

At the mall in Greeley, Kimmy ventured deep into foreign territory—a department store dress department.

“May I help you?” The woman who stepped between the racks had a style Kimmy envied. She wore a figure-flattering dress and a pair of attractive heels that didn’t look tortuous.

“I’ll have one of those.” Kimmy’s gesture encompassed the woman. “I need three dresses to wear to wedding events and one to a wedding. Plus shoes. And…” She sighed. Might as well just admit all her failings. “This is what I normally wear to work.” She gestured to her blue jeans and red T-shirt. “Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to make me look like I know what I’m doing in the dress department.”

The sales clerk—Lydia, her name tag said—took Kimmy by the arm. “I’ve been dreaming of you my entire life. Come on.”

An hour later, Kimmy was armed with four dresses she’d never wear after this week, a pair of heels she could stand to wear for a few hours, and a referral to the spa in the mall.

At the spa, the hairstylist wasn’t as excited to see Kimmy as Lydia had been. “What kind of product do you use on your hair?”

“Shampoo.” By the woman’s frown, she could tell that was the wrong answer. “I have to wear my hair back for work every day. I don’t need product.”

The hairstylist tried to run her fingers through Kimmy’s frizzy hair but her hands moved slowly through the thick mass. “You need product. Good product.”

Kimmy took that to mean expensive. She couldn’t afford expensive. That was why she didn’t go to Prestige Salon in Sunshine. With all her credit card spending today, she was setting her food truck timeline back a week.

The hairstylist ran a comb carefully through Kimmy’s hair. “And you need bangs.”

“I don’t want bangs.”

“You need bangs.”

“No bangs.”

“I’ll change your mind.”

“No, you won’t,” Kimmy said as politely as she could.

“You’re tense.” The woman continued combing Kimmy’s hair.

“I’m tense because you keep talking about bangs.”

“You need a complete spa treatment. Massage. Facial. Wax. Mani-pedi. Hair. Afterward, you’ll feel like a new woman.” Her recommendations sounded convincing. Her hair, skin, and nails were flawless. Not to mention she styled hair while wearing high heels. She looked like she belonged at Hay’s party more than Kimmy ever would.

“Okay, fine.” Her credit card balance was going to be huge.

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