Page 46 of Seduce

“Thank you.” She slid through the jackets on the rack. All small sizes and not much variation. She’d bet the men’s weren’t like this.

“Hey, Kase,” a customer yelled.

“Be right there.” Kase glanced down at her. “Holler if you need me.” He loped off.

Tessa looked up to see Damon and Colby watching her, so she made her way to where the two men stood.

“Find anything you like?” Damon asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief.

“Not really.” She looked at Colby. “You don’t have a lot for women.”

“I don’t.” Colby ran his hand over his short-cropped hair. “I’ve been trying to find a way to make the shop appeal to women. Not even my biker guys bring their old ladies here.”

“Maybe because there’s nothing for them.” Tessa almost groaned. There went her mouth again.

Colby stared at her. “Any ideas? I’m open to them.”

She bit her lip. Maybe he wouldn’t take her words the wrong way. “There are no leather purses for women, so that would be a start. As for jackets, you have exactly ten, all in small sizes. As much as we women want to be skinny, we’re not all a size two.”

“What else?”

When she hesitated, he said. “Please, I really want to know.”

“You do custom work, right?”

“I do.”

“Advertise it. Women sometimes want something special for their man, even if they’re not a biker. A wallet, belts, gloves, and probably even a jacket. I don’t know what else you can make.”

“I can do a lot of things.” Colby stared down at her, a thoughtful look on his face.

“As for women’s jackets, I would say if you are worried about inventory, keep one in each size and, if someone wants one, order it. If it happens to be a tourist, offer free shipping or something like that.”

“Damn, why didn’t I think of that?” Colby glanced at Damon. “Where did you find her?”

“My secret.” Damon cradled her to his side.

“I’m the head librarian and have some contacts if you need to talk with other merchants.”

“I might do that. Thank you for your input.”

“Anytime.”

Damon escorted Tessa out of the shop. “I think you made a friend,” he said.

“Sometimes it just takes one person’s input to see all the possibilities,” she said as they walked hand in hand down the sidewalk to Lara’s cafe.

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Saturday night the next week, Tessa pulled on a short black skirt and wiggled her way into a purple and black corset. She had several corsets in her closet. It felt good to wear one, but she’d forgotten how tight they could be. She loved hers because she could tighten them in the front, so no need for someone to help her.

Damon had brought her to his house, after a quick stop at hers so she could pack up an outfit for tonight. They’d had a nice dinner and, now, were both dressing for the club.

Tessa smiled. Damon told her they would play a little bit tonight. It didn’t have to be a full-on scene, but he planned on touching her in the club. She didn’t have a problem with that.

Who was she kidding? He’d already brought her to climax more than once with his touch. After the storm last week, they’d made it out to his house Friday afternoon. His property was undamaged. Lucky for him, trees had fallen in such a way that the driveway wasn’t blocked.

He’d made her dinner and drove her home. He’d wanted to spend more time with her over the weekend, but the library opened Saturday morning, so she went in to help out, and on Sunday, she had things to do around her house. They’d gone to the club Thursday night for her class.

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