Wonderful You by Mariah Stewart

Wonderful You by Mariah Stewart

Author:Mariah Stewart [Stewart, Mariah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Retail Industry, Smitten, Racing, Sports Industry, TV Industry
Published: 1998-07-23T08:48:34+00:00


16

The red sports car flew into the driveway, stopping on a dime three feet from the garage door. Zoey ripped the keys from the ignition and hopped out. Nick and India’s engagement party was starting now, and she was already late, having had to work until five.

Running through the house, she discarded her purse, her shoes, and her blouse—in that order—before she hit the bathroom and turned on the shower. Stripping off her skirt while she rummaged in the linen closet for her favorite oversized bath towel, she next pulled off her panty hose and underwear as she fled into the shower stall. She turned the nozzle to allow for more and hotter water, trying to catch her breath and calm herself down at the same time she squeezed shower gel onto a bath sponge. She lathered shampoo onto the top of her head and worked it through the long strands of thick dark hair. She rinsed the froth out thoroughly, as quickly as she could. She turned off the water and opened the glass door, grabbed a towel to wrap around her head and another to dry her body with.

She brushed her hair straight, then turned on the dryer, impatiently moving the hot air through the long tangles of hair. When finally—finally!—it had dried sufficiently, she skipped into the bedroom and reached for her dress.

“Come to Momma,” she whispered to the narrow bit of silk she dropped over her head. She snuggled into it, smoothing the fabric over her hips. She leaned over and hit the replay button on the portable CD player that sat on the edge of the bedside table with that morning’s choice of music still poised and ready to play. She cranked up the volume and filled the small house with the passionate sound of what she considered to be one of the all-time greatest songs of love and longing.

Layla.

The original version.

Nothing got her going like Clapton.

She spilled some hairpins into a small antique celluloid dish on the dresser and began to put her hair up atop her head in a sort of knot, allowing a strand here and there to ease loose. Then makeup. Smoky dark lavender shadow on her eyes, plum on her cheeks and mouth. Diamond studs in her ears, a single diamond in a thick bezel of gold on a thin chain around her neck. A wide gold bangle bracelet that coiled like a snake around her upper left arm. A wide gold band set with emeralds—her birthstone—on her right ring finger, a thin plain gold band on the middle finger of her left hand. Strappy high black heels. She broke a piece of baby’s breath off a stem that remained in a small vase on the bedside table—the last of the flowers Ben had brought her the previous week—and tucked it behind her right ear.

She hit the replay button and stepped back to look at the finished product.

The thin straps of the dress came up around her neck to form a low U in the front, then crossed once across the small of her back.



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