The Bride Prize by Susan Fox

Author:Susan Fox
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2013-09-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

THOUGH the few things she could do seemed inadequate, Corrie did everything she could to make certain going with Nick wouldn’t be a disaster. The first thing was to call Eadie.

Eadie had been excited about her problem and enthusiastic about helping her, so they’d discussed what to wear and made plans over the phone. Eadie arrived at six-thirty that next morning, bringing with her a modest collection of makeup.

There wasn’t time to do much experimenting with the cosmetics. Since they both agreed that only too much was worse than none, by the time they’d finished, Corrie wore a faint hint of eye shadow and just enough mascara to highlight her eyelashes and eyes. She was leery of fooling with lipstick.

“Didn’t I tell you those indigo jeans and shirt made your eyes even bluer?” Eadie crowed. “And you almost didn’t buy the concha belt and jewelry to wear with them.”

Corrie was glad now that she’d bought the silver belt and the plain silver necklace and concha bracelet that matched the belt. She was also wearing her good black boots, reasoning that if they would be looking at a stallion, they’d be out in a barn or corral.

Eadie had agreed that everyday work clothes weren’t good enough for today, but the indigo outfit and silver jewelry would be better than the usual, a touch dressy, but still in the range of casual. And not a problem in Nick’s small plane.

Besides, Corrie wasn’t sure she wanted to go around for hours in anything that felt too different from the comfortable clothes she usually wore. All she’d have to do is remember not to rub her eyes and be careful she didn’t catch the bracelet on something.

She’d also have to remember to keep track of her handbag, though she’d slipped her wallet in her back jeans pocket along with a hair tie in case she had to tie back her hair for some reason. Eadie had agreed she should wear it down, but without pulling any of it back into a barrette.

“You make me wish I hadn’t cut my hair,” Eadie said as she reached over to adjust a skein of Corrie’s hair before she stepped back and looked Corrie over. “You look beautiful, Corina Jean.” Eadie’s mouth quirked. “I wish I cleaned up half as good as you do.”

Corrie rolled her eyes briefly, then gave her friend a somber look. “You’re the one who’s beautiful, Edith Regina, cleaned up or not,” Corrie said then smiled over their mutual use of given names. “Thanks for this.”

“You’re very welcome, but do us both a favor and have your eyes checked next week,” Eadie said as she started Corrie toward the door.

“There’s nothing wrong with my eyes,” Corrie informed her, but Eadie ignored that to say, “Buy some glasses.”

“Ooops,” Eadie said just before they got to the hall door, then went back to pick up a couple things off the dresser.

“Put this eye shadow in your bag,” she said, “and here’s the compact. If you forget and rub your eye, you’ll want something better than a pickup mirror.

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