Steel and Lace (Lace Series) by Leigh Adriane

Author:Leigh, Adriane [Leigh, Adriane]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-12-16T00:00:00+00:00

Four

"Coffee..." Cate stretched her arms above her head the next morning.

"Ready and waiting," I glanced at the coffee maker.

"And how was your night, Evangeline?" Cate's eyes gleamed with excitement. I glared at her for mocking Carter's use of my full name. She arched an eyebrow at me.

"We walked a few blocks, exchanged some words, then he took me home."

"That's all?" Cate scrunched her nose in disappointment.

"There may have also been a kiss… or two," I took another sip of my french roast.

"Eva!" Cate shrieked.

"Cate, my ears!"

"Tell me! Was it amazing? He has lips made for kissing," a dreamy look clouded her eyes.

"It was mind blowing," I sighed.

"I knew it! Did you sleep with him?" Cate leaned closer, eyes wide.

"No."

"Why not? I would have. That man is sex on legs," she took a sip of her coffee.

I laughed at her, "Yes he is, and dangerous."

"Why dangerous?" Cate frowned.

"He leaves me in a tailspin. I don't know if I'm coming or going with him. I swear he is the most frustrating, demanding, obstinate, alluring and sexy man that's ever walked the planet." Cate nodded in sympathy. Just then the doorbell rang. Cate's eyes shot up.

"I’ll get it," I slid off the bar stool and headed for the door. Standing on the other side was a man holding a black garment bag.

"For you, Miss Austin, from Mr. Morgan," I frowned. He placed the bag in my arms, nodded his head and walked away. I closed the door with my foot and walked back into the kitchen, tossing the garment bag on the kitchen island where Cate was sitting.

"Again?" Cate set her cup down and reached for the bag. I shrugged and waited for her to open it. She unzipped the bag and a beautiful black gown lay within. Cate gently pulled it from the garment bag and gasped as she held the dress up.

"Eva…" Cate's eyes danced over the dress taking it in. It was a black gown with a delicate lace overlay, cap sleeves and a scalloped neckline. The gown was slim through the waist and then gently flared out into a pool of fabric on the floor. I approached the dress and my fingertips gently traced the lacy neckline.

"It's Marchesa. This dress just walked the runway last week," the air whooshed from my lungs.

"Here, there's a note," Cate passed a folded piece of paper to me. I opened it and found a note sprawled in Carter's slanted hand on his personal letterhead.

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