Against Doctor's Orders by Radclyffe

Author:Radclyffe [Radclyffe]
Language: frs
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781626392687
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books
Published: 2014-11-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Presley wandered around a store creatively called Tractor Supply consulting the list on her iPhone of things she needed for Rooster. While she shopped, Harper chatted with one of the clerks at the checkout counter. She paused in one section containing racks of shirts and pants and boots. Who knew you could shop for clothes at the tractor store? She plucked a green-and-white checked shirt from a hanger and held it out. The simple style and bright colors had a certain charm. She laughed to herself, thinking how that would go over in the boardroom matched with a pair of jeans and boots. The memory of Harper looking totally at ease in a plain white shirt and faded jeans reminded her that actions, not the outward trappings of success, were the true measure of ability.

“Looking to expand your wardrobe?” Harper said from behind her.

Presley put the shirt back. “Just…curious.”

“That navy would look good on you.” Harper held up a cotton top with a scooped neck.

She was right. The blue would complement her eyes. Looking at clothes with Harper seemed too familiar, too personal, somehow—as if Harper were mentally dressing or undressing her. The intimacy was unnerving. Growing up, Presley had shopped with her mother and had quickly learned to accept her mother’s choices over her own desires. She’d occasionally shopped with friends in high school until one of the girls was caught shoplifting, and Presley’s parents threatened to freeze her credit cards if she continued with unauthorized purchases. As an adult, she had a regular personal shopper at one of the upscale department stores who would choose an assortment of pieces for her when she called and have them ready for her to try on when she arrived.

She held up the top and had no trouble imagining Harper in a big sunny bedroom, a backdrop of brilliant blue sky outside the window, slowly easing the simple cotton shirt over her head. Of her breasts falling free and Harper’s hands—

“I guess it makes sense to shop here while you’re getting the rest of your supplies.” Presley put the shirt back and quickly walked on with no destination in mind.

“The clothes tend to be better made for hard work,” Harper said when she caught up to her. “And in a lot of cases less expensive than similar things at regular department stores.”

Presley grabbed a pair of women’s work boots. Thankfully, they didn’t conjure the slightest erotic thought in her head. “I’m trying to figure out what I would be doing to need these.”

Harper laughed. “If you had chickens, you might want to wear them while you’re cleaning out the coop.”

“Give me a little time to get my mind around that,” Presley murmured and set the boots down.

“City girl.”

Harper’s tone was teasing and Presley decided she liked it.

“Come on,” Harper said, “there’s something I want to show you.”

“I’m breathless with anticipation.”

“Then just hold that thought.”

Harper reached out, and for a second Presley thought she was going to take her hand. A flush of pleasure raced through her as she lifted her own, automatically ready to take Harper’s.

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