Page 50 of One Kind Night


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And just like that, Charlie had solved the outfit dilemma. Isabel ripped off the dress she had on and quickly slipped on the purple one. She rifled around in her jewelry box, selecting an amethyst pendant on a long silver chain. The amethyst was a lighter purple than the dress and stood out nicely against the fabric. It definitely drew the eye to her breasts and it would be fun to see if Jackson could resist looking there.

“Okay.” Isabel got to her knees before her closet. “Now for shoes.”

“Oh, brother.” Charlie nudged her out of the way, stuck her body halfway into the closet, waved her hand over the pairs of shoes lined up on the ground then picked up a pair of tan ankle boots that had daisy petal cutouts in the leather. “Here.”

“Perfect!” Isabel slid her feet into them, enjoying how the slight heel showed off the calf muscles she’d been sculpting in the dance workouts she did regularly.

She swept her blond hair into a low ponytail and pulled a few tendrils out to frame her face. A pair of amethyst earrings and a silver cuff bracelet finished off the look along with a small tan purse.

Standing in front of the mirror, she said, “Thanks so much, Charlie. I was having a major meltdown, but this is the look I wanted.”

“Don’t say I’ve never done anything for you.” Charlie sat on the end of Isabel’s bed.

“I would never say that.” She put away the dresses she’d tried on. “What are you doing tonight?”

“Oh, me?” Charlie puffed out a breath. “I have a threesome planned. Me, microwave popcorn, and beer. We’re going to get wild.” She rolled her eyes.

“Why don’t you go to Mountain View Pizza?” Isabel suggested. “There’s always something fun happening there.”

Charlie shrugged. “Yeah. I’m not feeling it tonight.”

“Maybe you’re tired from that rescue job.”

“Probably.”

“What are you doing tomorrow?” Isabel asked as she led Charlie out of the bedroom.

“I have a quick charter to pick up some executives in New York and drop them over by Lake Champlain first thing. That’s it.”

“Okay. I’ll work with Grandpa in the morning then you come by after that and let’s do some girl stuff. I need a haircut and Violet said to stop into her salon. We could get the works.”

Charlie perked up a bit. Though her best friend was mostly a tomboy, Charlie did like some girlie pampering from time to time. “That sounds like a good plan.”

“Great.”

The doorbell rang and for some reason, Isabel had a few butterflies fluttering around in her belly. “Why am I kinda nervous?”

“Probably because this is a grown-up date,” Grandpa said from his position on the couch. “Though you know Jackson, your dating history with him has been limited to the things teenagers do—movies, fairs, fast food, mini-golf. You’re about to have a fancy dinner where the napkins are linen.”

“He’s right,” Charlie said. “Linen napkins mean you’ve hit the big time.”

The doorbell rang again.

“Shit.” Isabel rolled her shoulders. “It’s just Jackson.” She mumbled that sentence a few times as she walked to the front door.

When she opened it and found Jackson in nice black pants and a blue button-down shirt that didn’t have a single wrinkle in it, she knew this date was definitely an upgrade. The fact that Jackson’s gaze zeroed right in to where the amethyst pendant rested made her hopeful about how the date would end.

“Hi,” she said.

His gaze flicked up to meet hers, his cheeks a little pink over being caught ogling. “Hi.”

“Have fun, kids,” Charlie said as she squeezed by them. “See you tomorrow, Isabel.” She waved but didn’t turn around.

“Is she okay?” Jackson asked.

“I’m not sure yet. I plan to spend time with her tomorrow to find out.”

Jackson nodded, his gaze traveling back to her breasts. “You look amazing.”

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