Chapters (35)
- The Wedding Setup
- Praise for Charlotte Greene
- By the Author
- Acknowledgments
- Dedication
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Epilogue
- About the Author
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Jos laughed, clearly delighted. “Awesome. I’m Jos, and you’re in for a treat, Ted. I’m going to make her a thousand percent hotter tonight. Maddie’s not going to know what hit her.”
He clapped and hooted, and Ryann rolled her eyes, making both of them laugh.
“Okay, Ted,” Jos said. “I brought several options. Ryann here, as you can see, is a bit smaller in the chestal area than I am—”
“Chestal?” Ryann asked.
Jos continued, her attention still on Ted. “But I think I have some things that will fit her, anyway. I can’t wait to see her in something that doesn’t scream business wonk.”
“Me, too,” he said.
“Hello? I am hearing this,” she said.
Ted and Jos both gave her an identical, pitying frown.
“She’s right, Ryann,” he said. “Your clothes for work are hot as hell, but they’re still work clothes. I don’t know that I’ve ever seen you in anything fun before. Sexy, maybe, in an elegant, ballroomy way, but not a fun, hip way.”
“Jeesh,” she said, but didn’t argue further.
Jos had her try on several outfits, each more ridiculous than the last. Ryann insisted on changing in the bathroom, for which both Ted and Jos gave her grief for her modesty. Still, each time she stepped out of the bathroom, there was a bigger and bigger reveal, and both of them were getting more and more excited with each progressively wilder outfit.
“That’s the one,” he said as she stepped out of the bathroom for the seventh time.
“Agree,” Jos said.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.”
She was wearing a skin-tight, black lace dress and open-toed black kitten heels. The dress had no sleeves, plunged daringly over her breasts, and barely hit mid-thigh. Altogether, it revealed far more skin than she was comfortable with, and that didn’t even begin to describe her other issues with it. For one thing, it was very tight, making it hard to walk normally, and for another, it was almost see-through. Only the fabric over her breasts was slightly opaque, covering her actual nipples. Otherwise, her skin peeked through everywhere between the patterns of the lace.
“Incredible,” Ted said.
“Amazing,” Jos said.
“It’s like wearing lingerie!” Ryann said.
“Exactly,” Jos and Ted said together.
“No friggin’ way I’m walking out the door like this.” Shaking her head, she turned back toward the bathroom.
“Wait! Just wait a second, Ryann,” Jos said.
She turned back to her. “What?”
Jos walked closer and took her hands, leading her to the bed. Ryann sat down, peering up at her expectantly. Jos turned the laptop to face them and pulled up one of the room’s chairs, sitting down on it backward.
“You look amazing right now,” Jos said. “I know you don’t believe me, but you really do.”