Page 3 of A Hero For Heather


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She had a high level of respect for the Bloom sisters and it didn’t hurt anyone what she did that night.

It’s not like she confessed it to anyone and she wouldn’t.

“I’m happy they are doing this too. First year for something this big. And can I say you look pretty hot in that dress? Which skirt do you like better?” She held the black one up, then a tan one.

“Black for sure,” Daisy said. “Then you can put any color shirt on. What are your choices there?”

“I’ve got this red sweater that is somewhat festive. Maybe wear with black ankle boots and black tights. I mean it’s winter and chilly out.”

“That will look great,” Daisy said. “And we know you’ve got some awesome legs on you. Might as well show them off.”

Heather laughed and dropped her sweats and then moved to get her tights from the drawer. She didn’t mind Daisy was in her room and she was flashing her panties. Who cared? They were both single women and lived together for fifteen months at this point.

“That was my thought,” she said. “Not much call for a skirt or dress in the labs.”

She sat on her bed and pulled her tights up, then yanked her skirt up and found her sweater in her drawer and changed out her cotton shirt.

“Nice,” Daisy said. “Do a little twirl for me.”

She laughed. Daisy was great and they got along so well. When she moved to Mystic she had no idea what to expect or think her life would turn out to be.

But she was loving every minute of it.

“Is that dress new?” she asked Daisy.

“It is. Do you think it’s too much?”

“The color is awesome on you.”

Daisy looked great in jewel tones and the emerald green with a black belt was great with Daisy’s black stockings and pumps. The dress was above her knees, but not sleazy. She didn’t think the two of them could pull off sleazy, but they could be considered overdressed for a holiday party.

“Thank you,” Daisy said. “Do we drive or Uber?”

“I say Uber,” she said. “This way we can relax and drink as much as we want.”

“Sounds like one hell of a plan to me,” Daisy said.

The last time she drank too much she’d planned on getting an Uber home, but since she slept most of the wine off, she drove home the next morning. Not before she and Luke had another round of messing up his sheets. Then she left while he was in the shower.

No reason to stay any longer. It’d be awkward anyway. He was going back to God only knows where and if he wanted to reach her, he knew where she worked.

Since she hadn’t heard from him in all this time, she did the right thing leaving as she had. She probably did him a favor.

“There are a lot of cars here already,” Heather said when they were dropped off.

“Probably people in the restaurant and not the party,” Daisy said.

“Could be. Let’s go in and get our table.”

Once they were inside, they grabbed a table that would be for most of the single ladies that worked in the shops. She found she was closer to them than those at the warehouse or greenhouses.

Daisy and she got a drink from the server walking around and started to mingle.

She saw Violet Soren come in with her boyfriend, Trace Mancini. She hadn’t expected Violet to bring the new guy in her life of only a few weeks and assumed Violet wouldn’t sit with a bunch of women now.

Violet was talking to Jasmine and she heard them say something about a person moving.

“Who is moving in where on Monday?” Heather asked, going to stand by them.

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