Spun Out by Lorelei James

Author:Lorelei James
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Published: 2019-11-04T16:00:00+00:00

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Bailey showered at her trailer, touching the tender spots on her body, reassuring herself the soreness was from the sexual acrobatics she hadn’t had in a long damn time.

After fixing a “superfood” smoothie for later, she walked up to the Split Rock.

Not a single customer came through the door the first hour, which allowed her to get her boot camp planned out for Friday.

Harper had sent a text to make sure Bailey was opening the store, which annoyed her. She’d not missed a day or even been late one time—more than she could say for the store’s owner. Things weren’t getting worse between her and Harper, but they couldn’t stay the same either. And if Bailey had to make the first move to smooth everything over, she would.

The day dragged on. At two thirty, half an hour before the store closed, five women strolled in. These customers were an interesting bunch—they all appeared to be over seventy and given their outlandish clothes, maybe they were headed to a costume party.

She greeted them with a smile. “Ladies. How may I help you today?”

“Got any of them concealed-carry purses?” a stout woman dressed head to toe in camo asked. Literally head to toe—both her hat and her combat boots were jungle-print camouflage.

“No, I don’t believe I’ve ever seen one in stock. But I’m sure we could order one for you.”

“You don’t need one of those, Pearl, since your concealed-carry permit expired,” a gray-haired woman wearing a garish orange-and-fuchsia muumuu pointed out.

“Shut it, Maybelle,” the lady in camo retorted. “Maybe I wanted to gift it to someone.”

“You two are drivin’ me bonkers,” a slender woman decked out in an electric blue catsuit and matching disco headband complained. “We’re supposed to be checking out Harper’s little sister.”

Bailey froze. “Excuse me?”

A redhead, stylishly dressed in pin-striped capris and a black lace top with a white scarf tied jauntily around her neck, stepped forward. “Hello . . . Bailey, isn’t it?”

She nodded.

“You probably don’t remember us, but we were at Harper and Bran’s wedding. We’re friends of your sister.”

“She used to do our nails,” interjected a tiny sprite with a cloud of cotton candy pink hair sporting a lime green sequined shirt and silver lamé leggings. “And give us advice.”

“Who are you?” Bailey asked, even when she suspected she knew the answer.

“Around these parts, we’re known as the Mud Lilies,” Camo Lady said. “I’m Pearl.”

They introduced themselves one by one—and her brain assigned descriptive words so she could remember their names.

Postulating Pearl.

Muumuu Maybelle.

Tiny Tilda.

Garish Garnet.

Va-va-voom Vivien.

“So you’re here to see Harper?” Bailey finally asked, cutting through arguments between Garnet and Maybelle.

“No, we’re here to see if you’d help us host a surprise party for your sister.”

“What’s the occasion?” Her birthday wasn’t for a few months.

“We don’t wanna make it specific,” Garnet said. “That girl has thrown baby showers, and bridal showers, and birthday parties for tons of people in the community. She’s hosted luncheons and run raffles and bake sales. It’s time we show her our appreciation for all she’s done.

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