Make a Scene (Lovestruck, #1)

by Mimi Grace

She tried the more conventional dress on first, liking the flowy fabric and the fact that she could eat without any fussy, tight material constricting her. She exited the change room and Kym instantly said, “No, ma’am.” “What?” Retta asked, touching the dress and twirling around to look at herself in the full-length mirror. “I like it.” Nia approached and pulled the garment to get it to sit better around Retta’s bust. “You look like a reverend’s wife. Or a woman who still has a landline,” Kym said.

“If you like that,” he said, advancing toward her. “You’ll be pleased to know I’m making breakfast, and there’s an unused toothbrush in the left drawer in the bathroom.” She took a step forward and kissed him on the cheek. “Thanks.” Forget what they’d done all night, that gesture left him feeling light and peppy.

“Get to know him.” “Why?” the older woman asked, without looking up from her page. “So I can see all the ways you’re too good for him?”

“She thinks you’re handsome, but my dress is too short apparently.” Duncan looked at her green outfit that popped against her brown skin. Her long legs extended forever past the hem. “I disagree.” She squeezed his hand in response. “But I will say,” he lowered his voice, “I’ve already pictured you bent over in this dress.” Retta didn’t even look at him. She simply dropped her head and brought a finger to her ear like she had a Bluetooth earpiece on. “Mhmm. Beelzebub? Yeah, I have a twenty-nine-year-old male for you.”

“And as my official, very real boyfriend you should know I’ll need one to two of your hoodies, your Netflix login information, and a ride until I get my car back. Oh, and food.”