Scarlett Crawford, a widowed mother with a young daughter depending on her, struggling to keep her life and emotions in check, but with the help of her best friend and her big brother she does what she can. But will a chance encounter with an attrac...
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Nikki
I could hear Letty and Quinn playing in the lounge room while I was getting ready in my room for my date with Ryan. I was so excited. Not just that I was going out for drinks with the hottest guy ever, but the idea of possibly being my own boss. As much as I love my job, and I do, it would be nice to know that even when I was traveling around critiquing places, that I'd have a home to come back too. Scarlett has said there's always a place for me here, and I know she means it, but knowing I'd have something of my own was exciting too.
My ears perked up as I heard Letty talking to someone at the front door. It can't be Ryan already, he's too early, and I'm not even dressed yet. I get up from my dressing table and try to stealthily peek down the hall to the front door to see who it is, but my ninja skills failed me as Dean calls out, "Nice face Ellis."
Smart ass. I still got a little tingle up my back though as he said it, but I brushed it off and continued to fix my hair and makeup, doing a mental stock-take of my wardrobe.
"Letty," I called out from my door way, "I need your help." I sounded like a whiny teenager yelling for her mum to find something.
"Coming child." She called back from the lounge.
"What, she can't come out here to talk to you because I'm here?" I hear Dean ask her.
"No, not everything's about you. She's got a date tonight and probably has a wardrobe question. Zip the lip and play with Quinn." I love it that Letty can shut him down so quickly. The sass. He mumbled something I couldn't hear as Letty walked toward my room. "What's the issue? Oh, I see..." she trailed off as her gaze drifted to my bed where basically the entire contents of my wardrobe had somehow managed to get comfy.
"I don't know what to wear. It's important that I look business professional but also sexy enough that he'll want to kiss me. I mean, it's a date, but there's more than just hooking up at stake here. And I'm rambling, when did I turn into you?" I said with a laugh, making Letty laugh too.
"Well, first things first, if you're going for semi-business put away anything with sequins or glitter." Letty laughs again as I pout, picking up the hangers attached to about five or six dresses. "You can't really go wrong with basic black, for business and to look hot. What about a jumpsuit?" She holds up a long black jumpsuit with a high neck but sheer lace sleeves and cut outs.
"Too toilet tricky without another girl there. No jumpsuits." Well that eliminates another six or seven hangers. Letty passes them over the bed for me to put them back in the wardrobe. "Ooh, what about this skirt?" I hold up a black mini with pleated peek-a-boo panels.
"Your legs will look hot in that with heels." Dean says from the door. I can feel myself blushing, thankfully I've done my makeup and he can't tell.
"Good, now go away. This is secret women's business." Scarlett shoos him away from the door.
"I am, I am. Quinn just wanted to know if she was allowed to have a snack before bed, is it ok if I make her some popcorn?" he says, trying to fight Letty from pushing him down the hallway.
