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“Lucky guess.” That, and by selecting a store assistant with a similar shape to Junie, right down to the wide flare of her hips and her natural waist. I might’ve come off like a creep, but it got me a dress I’m fairly sure will fit and the assistant was tipped dearly for her trouble.
“Oh, wow. These are Jimmy Choos!” She pulls the matching shoes out and grins.
“You can keep them.”
“For my trouble again?” she asks.
I nod slowly.
“But they…” She trails her fingers along the crystal-embellished straps. “They’re just beautiful.”
“Glad you like them.”
“Dex, I can’t—”
“Don’t thank me before you make sure they fit. Go try them on.” I nudge her toward her bedroom and with one last glance at me, she goes.
Finally.
I run a hand through my hair as I sit on her sofa, joined by the cat.
If that ‘chonky’ word the kids use these days had a face, I’d be looking at the poster child.
Catness is a large, beefy creature with huge gold marbles for eyes and a penchant for leaving a thick coat of fur all over my pants.
I don’t have the heart to push the beast away as he jostles his way into my lap, curls up like he belongs there, and purrs. The sound thrums through me as I look around her apartment again.
As noted, it’s overwhelmingly green, with ivy trailing from baskets hanging from the ceiling and what looks like huge ferns propped up against the wall.
A little messy, a little chaotic, but just like its owner with her feisty energy and wild auburn curls, it’s charming.
Though the cracked window frame has a hint of summer mold growing along the edges, and frankly, the tiny chain across her door wouldn’t stop a persistent raccoon from breaking in.
Damn. How has she survived here for so long without anything happening?
I’m not the kind of guy who’s always looking over his shoulder, obsessing over threats I’m sure I could handle.
Still, there’s no denying this place is a ticking time bomb, no matter how charming it looks on the inside. As for its location—
No, shut up.
Not your problem.
None of this is.
“Hey,” Junie calls from her bedroom. “Okay. I’m done.”
“Is it okay?”
She answers by floating into the living room with a smile that’s pure mischief.
My jaw nearly hits the goddamned floor.
“You tell me,” she whispers.
The heels add a couple inches to her height and her hair is piled on top of her head.
She’s stunning as all hell.
