Secret Desire by Taylor Susan D

Author:Taylor, Susan D. [Taylor, Susan D.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: contemporary romance
ISBN: 9781939194657
Publisher: Etopia Press
Published: 2013-01-29T23:00:00+00:00

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She finished cleaning out the refrigerator and cabinets. She made piles along the counter and used the kitchen table to further separate out items. Some were keepers and some she set out for donation. The rest she bagged and boxed and moved to the porch. She wheeled out the garbage can to the driveway and filled the can with the perishable contents of the refrigerator. Only a couple of bottles of wine and juice as well as coffee, canned goods, and sugar remained. Not even Fran could argue with how well she’d taken care of removing and cleaning the contents of the kitchen.

She glanced down at her watch. Four forty-five. She’d let the time get away from her. Dustin probably thought she’d show up as usual. Wet hair, no makeup and some wrinkled outfit. Well, not tonight. She walked inside and made a beeline for the bathroom. She ran water into the tub, deciding she’d take a bath. She luxuriated in bubbles, taking little time to truly relax but enough to get squeaky clean. Finally she stood before the mirror, combing her hair and tried to envision what she’d wear.

Standing wrapped in a towel, she stood over her suitcase filled with dark colors. She’d already worn her only summer dress. She pulled out clothing that was black, somber, and conservative. Not a piece of clothing that whispered provocative. She walked to her old closet. Her mother hadn’t gotten rid of one item. She fingered the hangers and stopped to look at her riding pants, worn-out jeans, and even a tiny pink tutu.

She rapidly crossed over hangers until she came to a light, aquamarine blue dress. She removed the hanger and ripped off the plastic from the drycleaners. This was the dress she’d given her salutatorian speech in for graduation. It wasn’t exactly sexy but without the short jacket, it was strapless, somewhat feminine, and elegant.

Claire pushed boxes back on the shelf, pulling out one particular shoe box. She opened the top, and inside were strappy high-heeled sandals. She’d always had a fascination with pretty shoes. These were made from lizard skin. She tried each shoe on, wrapping the long laces up her legs.

She dropped her towel, turned and peered over her shoulder into the mirror, dressed in nothing but a thong and high heels. This was so not her style. But she imagined this was what one of her characters would wear, and she took a breath. It was time she stopped feeling out of place in her own story. Tonight she wanted to look sexy. She stepped into the dress and worked at the back zipper. She peered into the mirror. A little tight across the chest but the rest of the dress fit as if she’d just bought it recently. It was five-thirty and she still needed to do something with her hair.

She took out her blow dryer and crossed to Fran’s closet. Somewhere she’d seen…there they were. Hot curlers. Ready in five minutes. She finished blowing her hair dry.

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