Too Hot to Handle by Chanta Rand

Author:Chanta Rand
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: western romance, african american romance, texas romance, socialites, image consultant, pymalion
Publisher: Chanta Rand

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Hours later, Mason adjusted the waistband of the navy pin-stripe suit pants. “I don’t understand why I have to wear this get-up. What’s wrong with my jeans?”

Jewell’s mouth formed an O. “Oh, that’s what you call those things? I thought they were a walking dust magnet.”

He stood in the lobby of the Roof Garden debating with Jewell. It was the exact type of place Mason wouldn’t have expected a wedding reception to be held. It was small and unpretentious. Quietly tucked away on The Strand in Galveston, the Roof Garden had the modern amenities of the twenty-first century, and the charm of an old hotel in the Wild West. “My jeans serve my purpose.”

“Ever hear the expression, ‘Clothes make the man’? You look so debonair.”

The compliment felt good coming from Jewell, but he still wished he could shove his hands deep into the pockets of his jeans. Denim was his comfort zone. “You want me to wear these fancy britches, but you’re not wearing a suit.”

“I’m a woman!” Jewell argued back. “I’m not expected to wear a suit.” She was dressed in a 1960s style stunning, red dress like the type that Jackie O. might have worn.

“I thought women weren’t supposed to wear red to a wedding. It might show up the bride.”

She smirked. “Where did you hear that?”

“I read it on Google.”

“Well, this isn’t a wedding. It’s a wedding reception. So, your point is mute. Don’t you like getting dressed up sometimes?”

“I get dressed up for church every other Sunday.”

“Starched Wranglers and a buttoned-down denim shirt with some rusty, old work boots is not what I consider dressed up.”

“Maybe ten years ago that outdated thinking would have applied. But today, it’s acceptable for men to roll with the business-casual look.” He smiled when he saw her mouth drop open. “I read that in GQ.”

She looked him over from head to toe. Ruby red lipstick lined her lush mouth, and sparkling gold eye shadow glittered on her eye lids. She was beautiful.

“I’ll tell you what,” she said. “You mind your manners tonight and I won’t ever make you dress up again.”

“Fine. But I still don’t see why we need to go to a reception. I got my own wedding to think about.”

“Number one, Gail invited me. She’s one of my oldest clients and her sister is getting married – for the third time. Number two, we need to do a dry run. You only have a week before your reception. You need to know what to expect.”

“I already know what to expect,” he predicted. “Lots of boring ass people I’ve never met telling me how happy they are for me. At least that’s what the women and the old men will do. The real men will be sucking down hard liquor at the bar. I assume there’ll be a bar?”

Jewell wagged her forefinger. “In my business, I never assume anything. And neither should you. Truth be told, the reception is the best part of the wedding. It’s where you have all the fun.

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