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“Your designs are wonderful,” Helena said “I’ to send the pictures to some of my contacts You deserve a lot more exposure than a show in your hometown I don’t knohy you haven’t used your own contacts People would have loved to have heard from you”

“In Scotland,” Kirsty told her Norwegian friend, “we don’t blow our own trumpets”

Helena started to laugh With a sht as she blinked back happy tears

“Kirsty,” Magenta called to her “Lake’s at the door I think he wants to surrender”

That made the women fan themselves Kirsty told them off with a look while she went to see what he wanted But their words ood that ame of surrender

“Well done,” he said when she opened the door “Great show Sneaky But great”

Kirsty jumped from the top step of the caravan to throw her arms around his neck He kissed her automatically

“Don’t get too sround “I’ your strip show and don’t forget to include those boots of yours”

She licked her bottom lip His eyes darkened appreciatively

“Bring it on,” Kirsty said at last

“I intend to”

With a cheeky grin, he headed back to his caravan

As soon as Betty set foot on the runway, Kirsty knew she’d lost the bet Lake grinned over at her from his position beside the runway

“Unlike our competitor,” he said into the microphone, “we believe that every woreat underwear”

The noise in the tent was ear-splitting as Betty strutted down the catwalk Behind her photos of Lake’s shop, before and after the makeover, appeared on the wall The sound syste I’m Too Sexy and Betty did her best to appear sexy She pouted, she posed, she blew kisses to the audience and waggled her backside like a duck Kirsty laughed in spite of herself It was a stroke of genius to put her up there She wore a red silk nightgown and robe set, complete with fluffy pink slippers And, for once, she had her teeth in