Starts With a Kiss by Jane Lynne Daniels

Author:Jane Lynne Daniels
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: contemporary fantasy romance, love rewritten, a gypsy spell and a love do over, former basketball star, he cant forget but cant go back, hoping to make everything better and right, looking for a happy ever after with her perfect man, some things can never be forgotten, ten years after college, undoing the worst mistake of her life
Publisher: Boroughs Publishing Group

CHAPTER ELEVEN

The photographer backed away at the same time Sandy the hairdresser and Margo the stylist came rushing forward. “Are you okay?” Sandy asked Anya.

“Fine. Yes.” Embarrassed enough to sink through the floor and smarting from where her left butt cheek had made contact with the tip of Ryder’s footrest, but otherwise, fine.

She looked up at him. He was still looking away, as though he would like to be anywhere, any place, but here.

James began putting away his camera equipment, snapping locks on cases with a vengeance. With help from the other two women, Anya pulled herself to her knees and then to her feet. “Thanks,” she murmured.

“Did you get what you needed, do you think?” she asked James, hoping the answer would be yes. She’d put Ryder through enough for one day. “Or do we need to do some more?” What had possessed her to kiss him?

“No more.” James shook his head.

“Okay,” she said, uncertain, looking back at Ryder. He had started to wheel away, back toward the dressing room. “Wait,” she called to him. She wanted to apologize for the shoot, or laugh about it, or do anything but not talk about it.

He didn’t wait.

Oh, right. The transparent pants. She’d be lucky if he ever talked to her again. “You’ll have these to Mollie tomorrow?” she asked James.

He nodded. “Don’t worry,” he said. “They’re fine.” He motioned toward Ryder’s retreating back. “The camera likes him.”

“I know.” That was a relief. She might still have a job tomorrow. “Um, okay, I’m going to go now.”

“Yep.”

Margo was instantly at her side, hands flapping at her sides. “Just put the dress back on the rack. I’ll take care of wrapping it up.” Blink. Blink.

Anya nodded and teetered in the Shampas shoes toward the second dressing room, a smaller one than Ryder’s, with a mirror that took up one wall.

She undressed, carefully placing the dress on the hanger, and put on her own clothes—form-fitting jeans, a T-shirt, and flats. When she drew the curtain back, Margo darted in to grab the dress and shoes. The stylist put the shoes into a box and zipped the dress into a plastic bag with swift precision.

Anya put her bag over one shoulder and tried her best to stay out of the stylist’s way.

Next, Margo buzzed over to Ryder’s dressing room. “Done?” she asked through the curtain.

Anya didn’t hear his answer. She wasn’t sure Margo waited for it before she slipped into the room and emerged a minute later carrying the shirt, pants, shoes, and socks Ryder had worn. By now, Anya also stood outside Ryder’s dressing room, but Margo yanked the curtain back into place before Anya could see anything, and began stowing the clothing and shoes on the rack and in boxes.

Anya waited, unwilling to barge in on him again. She opened her bag and began looking inside, not because she needed anything, but because she didn’t want anyone to think she was waiting for Ryder.

Sandy and James bickered back and forth at the door to the studio.

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