Storming the Black Ice by Don Brown

Storming the Black Ice by Don Brown

Author:Don Brown
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: ebook
Publisher: Zondervan
Published: 2014-02-01T00:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER 21

Apartment of Maria Vasquez

337 Avenue de Tomás Ramos

Valparaiso, Chile

11:30 a.m. local time

Maria scurried about the sunlit apartment, her eyes dancing back and forth between her closet and her digital clock.

Her heart pounded as if she had finished a hundred-meter dash.

She held the yellow sundress up to the skylights in her ceiling. A perfect cut that fell just above the knee. But too early in the season for yellow?

She wore beige yesterday, and he seemed to like that, judging by the glint she thought she noticed in his eyes. She wasn’t sure if he liked the jeans.

In two more weeks, the yellow dress would be fine, would it not?

What would a macho American submarine commander be most attracted to?

Still holding the yellow dress against the light, she glanced at the clock again. If she didn’t get a move on, she would be late.

Fashionably late, even by a few minutes, was always best for a lady.

It was not too early for the yellow, she decided, then changed her mind. She wore light yesterday. Show him some contrast. Men liked contrast. She held up the short black cocktail dress.

Surely he would like this. Too bad he wouldn’t get to see it. Not yet, anyway.

Wrong occasion. Maybe some other time.

Next she held up a little red silky top. “This is perfect with that little black skirt and black heels.” She allowed a smile to cross her face. She slipped her right arm through the blouse, and then her left, and then began to button the front. She stepped into the little skirt and pulled it up and buttoned it. The hemline fell two inches above the knee.

A snug fit, but not too tight.

Perfect.

Absolutely perfect.

Or was it? Why did she feel like an idiot schoolgirl?

“Think, Maria.”

She reached into the drawer and retrieved the Clive Christian No. 1 perfume that she had ordered from Neiman-Marcus in New York. There. A faint scent under her neck should do.

She looked in the mirror at her hair. Yesterday it had bounced lightly on her shoulders, which hopefully he liked.

She reached into her jewelry box and picked up the beaded pearl ponytail holder that she had bought at Flabella Department Store in Santiago. Quickly she pulled her hair back, secured it with the ponytail holder, and took another look.

Perfect. A classic ponytail, not overdone, calling attention to her face, the blouse, the little skirt, and her legs. The black heels rounded out her appearance.

“Gosh, I’ve got to go.” And she headed out the door.



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