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and years and dates, but that’s what we’re here for. And Myrtle, Sylvia, and

Betty.”

“And all the guys and gals who help out with moving things in and out of

the store and delivery and picks and sorting and all the vendors who sell

here and put in hours for a lower commission rate. Yeah, I get it. There are a

lot of us who know a lot. She could ask anyone.”

“And learn from anyone.”

“She’s just…she’s…”

“Not even blonde,” Wynn said flatly.

“I know, I know. I was seriously kidding about that. I’m just saying…

she’s dressed…”

“Just fine.”

“She was wearing a green frilly dress and heels. She looked like she

stepped out of the fifties. Except that her hair was wrong.”

Kiera blinked to rid herself of the image of the new hire—Ramona,

Romi, whatever—wearing that tight-fitting dress. The top looked like it was

pasted on and the skirt was about two feet wide on either side. The dress

flattered Romi’s tall, curvy figure. The dress outlined her full breasts and

tucked in at an impossibly narrow waist before it flared out at gently curved

hips to hide everything until where the skirt ended to reveal long, shapely

legs. Kiera hadn’t failed to notice how Romi’s creamy, shapely calves

flexed from the height of her heels. She was immediately jealous of those

calves. She was jealous of a few more things too. Jealous and…well…she

was more than jealous.

Romi’s face was as beautiful as the rest of her. She had thick dark hair

that she’d pulled into a high pony tail. It glistened in the overhead lights,

glossy and healthy, as it swung back and forth, and hung halfway down her

back. She had pretty much perfect features. Flawless, creamy skin. A nice

straight nose, full lips, high cheekbones, a sharp jawline. If Romi went out

to a bar, there would no doubt be a pack of eager, salivating guys lined up to

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