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Chapter 16

Unleashing Kristen was like turning loose acyclone. Serenity wondered what she’d done to deserve all this!

The two of them spent the next morning in the drawing room, with Kristen tutoring Serenity on what Kristen considered the fine art of coquetry.

And what Serenity dubbed the fine art of foolishness.

Really, Serenity wondered, who had thought up all these ridiculous mannerisms and flirtations? And were men really so gullible?

Biting her lips, Serenity realized that yes, men really were that gullible.

“Now, stand up straight, Serenity,” Kristen ordered, pulling her shoulders back. Kristen walked around her. “Lower your eyelids. No,” she snapped suddenly, “don’t close them, just lower them a little…perfect.”

“I can barely see.”

Kristen shrugged. “You’re not walking through a nest full of vipers where you need to know where you’re going. You’re trying to steal a heart. Remember, love is blind.”

“So am I when I hold my eyes like this.”

“Serenity.”

“Forgive me.”

So the morning went, with Kristen showing her how to walk, speak, and perform all the other odd mannerisms Serenity had never mastered.

“Now for the best part!” Kristen warned, and Serenity gulped in apprehension. After all the bizarre and uncomfortable things Kristen had shown her, she shuddered to think what new torture Kristen was about to employ.

“What?” Serenity asked apprehensively.

“It’s time to learn the fatal stoop.”

“The what?” Serenity asked with a frown.

“The fatal stoop,” Kristen repeated. “It’s guaranteed to bring a man to his knees.”

Serenity pursed her lips. “It sounds dangerous. What am I supposed to do, knock him over the head with something?”

Kristen rolled her eyes. She grabbed an apple out of the silver bowl on the table that was set just inside the French doors.

She dropped the apple on the floor. “Pick that up.”

Serenity did, and all she got out of Kristen was a sharptsk.

“Now watch me.” She dropped another apple. “Oh my, look what I’ve done,” she declared in an exaggeratedly sweet voice.

“Now,” Kristen said in a normal tone, “this is where he’ll stoop to retrieve it. And you must make sure to stoop at the same moment.”

“Why?”

She smiled. “Pretend you’re Morgan for a moment and I’ll show you. Go on,” she urged, “pick up the apple.”

As soon as Serenity bent after it, Kristen was there in her face.

Well, rather, Kristen’s ample bosom was right in her face. And from where Serenity was, she had more than just a little glimpse of Kristen’s cleavage.

Heat flooded her cheeks.

“Oh, that’s ridiculous,” Serenity said. “I couldn’t possibly do—” she hurriedly moved the apple back and forth between her own breasts—“that. Besides, he would know that I did it on purpose.”

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