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“It’s hard to mess with perfection, Lou I just enhanced what you already have” Lou stepped into the roo mirror on the back of her door
“Will this get Brody’s attention? Better yet, will it keep his attention?” she muttered
Liz heard her anyway “Let’s go and see, shall we?” She held out a pair of thong sandals to Lou and offered her some accessories She took the sandals and pulled the to wear the silver necklace Brody had given her instead
The to “Are you sure this skirt’s not too short?” Lou asked breathlessly, her heart fluttering in her chest
“Positive,” Liz said as she pushed her through the doorway into the kitchen
“Jesus Christ,” Brody breathed, standing when he saw her for the first time
She walked through the doorway and Brody felt his pants tighten as he looked her up and down She usually possessed such a subtle beauty that Lou allHe started down at her feet, appraising the leather thong sandals that fit between her perfectly azein her thin yet defined shin hs Her tiny jean skirt barely left anything to the i wild Da crazy
Silky, nearly transparent fabric floated around her hips A tight fitting top hugged her breasts like a second skin Her nipples tightened as his gaze ran over them He licked his lips
His gaze traveled up to creamy shoulders that were left bare Her dark hair tickled those shoulders His gaze lingered as he saw her reach up to finger the dreaiven her He took in her hair, partially piled atop her head, as it touched her face Liz had brought out the color of her eyes and made her lips look perfectly kissable That was all he wanted to do He wanted to kiss her He didn’t want to go to The Pour House He didn’t want to be in a room with other people
He wanted to be all alone with Lou so that he could drink in the sight of her and appreciate her in the way he wanted—completely naked
This was a totally different side of her Everyone knew Lou was beautiful, but you usually noticed her inner beauty first, her laughing eyes, kind nature, her quick wit Now, all he could see were legs stretching on endlessly, heavy breasts he ached to touch, and a perfect ed to be let down from its clasp atop her head
John finally broke the silence by stating loudly, “Well, daggum, Lou! You look purtier than I’ve ever seen you!” He walked over and picked her up, spinning her around The skirt rose up dangerously high
Lou scolded John, putting her hand on his shoulders and shing
She stepped back and took in John’s appearance “You don’t look so bad yourself” John wore jeans, a button down shirt tucked into those jeans, one cowboy boot on one foot, and his cast on the other