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“Coochie Cream!” Harper boasts proudly.
I can already feel the blush. “Coochie what?”
“Cream. It’s a thick, specially formulated shaving gel that doesn’t leave razor burn on your muff,” Free adds, unwrapping her sandwich and attacking it with her mouth.
“Muff?” I gasp, trying not to laugh at her terminology.
“Makes the muff diving smoother,” Free says with a mouth full of food.
“I found a company here in North Carolina that specializes in body products like lotions, shower gels, oils, and shampoos. I purchased my first order of Coochie Cream to see how it sells. I’d love to buy stock of most of their other products, but frankly, I’m just out of room,” Harper says, looking around at the full shelves.
“Have you thought about expanding? I know we’ve talked about it before. Maybe it’s time to look into another location. One that has more floor space for you,” I offer, taking a small bite of my own sandwich. I know how much Harper loves this cozy space, but honestly, she’s just outgrowing it. Between the intimate apparel and small amount of body products she has, there’s just no more room to add new merchandise.
“Actually,” Harper says, her voice a little hopeful, as she turns and glances at Free. “I heard that old Mrs. Morton is putting the building on the market. A bug was put in my ear about the possibility of a quiet, quick sale. I also heard Mrs. Morton was going to ask top dollar for the space, but I’m thinking it might be a solid investment for me.”
“Oh my gosh, that’s awesome! Then you can expand!” I’m so excited for my sister and what this could mean for her business.
“I’m trying not to get my hopes up, because I’m not sure what top dollar means yet. Business is going well now, but I still have my original loan that I’m paying on. I’m not sure if I can afford a second building loan.”
“I’m sure you’ll figure it out,” I say, reaching over and touching her hand. “Maybe ask Samuel what he thinks,” I offer. Samuel may be the driest human being on the planet, but he’s great with numbers. Plus, Harper has the added bonus of getting him all worked up and uncomfortable when she starts talking about the lingerie.
“I was planning to this weekend.”
“Oh, please let me be there when you do! I love how red Sammy’s ears turn when I talk about the crotchless panties,” Free boasts. She does everything she can to get under Samuel’s collar, including calling him Sammy as often as possible.
“Oh my God, do you remember when you gave him the leather studded collar for Christmas last year? I thought he was going to stroke out right there next to the Christmas tree,” Harper recalls, laughing at our oldest brother’s expense.
“Hell yeah, I do, but my favorite was the boxer briefs I got him for his birthday that said ‘Caution, Choking Hazard.’ The look on his face when he tried to shove them back in the box before anyone could see them was priceless.” Free doubles over laughing, as she recalls embarrassing him at his thirtieth birthday party a few years back. She made sure to loudly encourage him to show everyone his new skivvies.
“He hates you,” I tease, joining in their laughter.
“I don’t think he does. I think he secretly loves me and the way I torture him,” Free proclaims proudly, going back to eating her sandwich.
“I’m not sure love is the word I’d use,” Harper says as she polishes off her own lunch. “By the way, before you leave, I want to show you the new line I got in yesterday. They’re practical with a touch of elegance and sexiness. I instantly thought of you.”
I love how she says practical. I’ve never been a fan of barely-there underwear, and have always gravitated to the pieces that cover all my girly bits. Yes, I’m the completely opposite of my sister, who prefers the more risqué options with very little material. She can pull it off, though. Not only does she have a body for it, but the attitude too.
As soon as we’re done eating, she leads me over to one of the small tables in the center of the store. There, we find simple, yet sexy satin panties with matching bras. A few small gems between the bra cups in a midnight blue color instantly draw my attention. The line has very neutral, subtle colors including nude, white, ivory, and a light pink. But they all have the same dark blue gemstones in the shape of a heart between the cups, as well as a small heart in the front left side of the panties.
“These are gorgeous,” I state quietly, picking up a bra and touching the delicate stones.
“They are. The lace overlay adds a beautiful touch, don’t you think?” she asks, running her finger over the bra in my hand.
I instantly think of Rhenn and what his reaction would be if he were to find this beneath my clothes later tonight. We’re down to our last three nights, and the thought just makes me want to either vomit or cry. Or both. Like many things that are blue, the stones remind me of his eyes. Even though this isn’t the sex kitten outfit I’m sure he’s used to seeing, I still think I’d get quite the rise out of him if he were to find me wearing it.
Rise. I snicker aloud.
“I’ll take it,” I say before I can give it a second thought.
Harper digs through the small stack and finds my size in both bra and panties and heads up to the counter. She rings me up, a total that is much less than the sum of two price tags, and places my new purchases in one of her signature turquoise and lavender bags with her store logo.
“I could pay full price, you know,” I remind her, as she hands me back my credit card.
“I know you can, but I don’t mind giving my favorite sister a discount if her purchase is going to help her get laid,” Harper states boldly just as the bell jingles over the door. We all turn to the entry and find Mr. Douglas, the owner of the hardware shop down the street.
“Good afternoon, Mr. Douglas,” Harper hollers, handing me the bag containing my newest pretties.
“Afternoon, sweet Harper. How is business today?” he asks, eyeing a black leather corset that adorns the midsection of a mannequin with a look that’s a mixture of shock and interest.
