Shipped by Amanda Kayhart

Author:Amanda Kayhart [Kayhart, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: romance
Published: 2019-01-27T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TEN

“So things have been okay between you two?” Devon asked.

Leaning towards the mirror in the bathroom, Leah closed one eye and spread a delicate violet-gray color across her eyelid. After the afternoon sweating in the sun and collecting a slathering of dust and dirt from the off-roading trails, Leah was relieved when they arrived back at their suite, and she was finally able to step into a hot, refreshing shower. Don’t get her wrong, Leah had a great time getting down and dirty, playing with four-wheelers in the sand, but there was something to be said about an elegant evening out, sporting a nice dress, heels, and make-up that drew out her dazzling emerald eyes.

“We’ve had to work at it,” Leah said, glancing at Devon on the laptop screen, which she perched on the marble counter. She grabbed her favorite silver teardrop earrings and poked them through her ears. “But we talked, and aired our frustrations and hurt, and today was . . . just a really good day.”

“So that’s what that look is for.”

“What look?”

“The ‘I’m crushing hard on my ex-girl and I’m trying to hide it’ look.”

Leah glared at her friend. “I do not have—that’s not a—shut up.”

Devon laughed. “I know when you’re into a girl, you blush and keep that cheesy smile plastered on your face.”

Leah rolled her eyes and squirted a dollop of moisturizer on her hands, rubbing the cream into her skin. “Mallory is not having an effect on me.”

“That dress you're wearing says differently.”

The dress was something—a steal she found with its tags still on at a consignment shop back home. And she was hoping it would steal glances at dinner tonight, too. Leah eyed herself in the mirror, a coy grin tugged at her lips seeing how the dark, wine-red dress cut to her curvy figure. As if the open-shoulder design wasn’t eye-catching enough, the sexy sweetheart neckline plumped up her ample breasts, and the flowy, high-low hem accentuated her hips and beautiful thighs. Taking a step back from the counter, Leah twisted slightly, admiring her ass in the mirror.

Oh, yeah.

That looked stunning too.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Leah felt her cheeks flush and she zipped her cosmetic bag shut.

“You’re telling me you’re not wearing that for Mallory?” they asked.

Leah snorted. “I’m wearing this for me,” she said. “I’m going to formal night, and I wanted to dress up and feel sexy and have fun—for myself.”

“Well, you are definitely sexy,” Devon said, stretching out on Leah’s bed, Fenway making her appearance, and rubbing up against the computer. “But I’m not buying that you’re not trying to knock her socks off with that dress.”

“Mallory is out doing her workout, running on the track, or doing cardio, or something athletic-y like that.” Leah tucked a few loose strands of her brown hair behind her ear, and checked the tightness of her twisted bun. “I don’t know if she’s even going to the dinner tonight.”

“But you’re hoping she is.”

“What I’m hoping for,” Leah

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