Page 79 of Rocky Mountain Devil
The fooling around they’d been doing was fun—reallyfun—and Laurel had no intention of complaining. Except it seemed Rafe was a touchtoointent on keeping them going slow. It was October already—they’d been a couple officially for a month, after she’d been dreaming about him all summer.
Maybe she needed to push the agenda a little harder.
The hour-long drive to the city passed quickly enough with shared stories and laughter about nothing in particular. They hit a half a dozen places and had a nice lunch before finding a parking spot at the mall where Ashley led them straight to Victoria’s Secret.
Trying on lingerie with Ashley was a full-out production. Bra shopping usually involved Laurel hauling a couple hangers off the rack at Walmart then hoping they fit.
She got measured this time, and suddenly there were a lot of pretty bras that made the limited amount of chest she had look spectacular.
The other difference was she usually went shopping by herself. By the time they’d been in the store for half an hour, Ashley wasn’t the only one walking out of their private change rooms into the larger area with the mirrors to show off what they were trying.
“Holy moly.” Laurel elbowed Nicole to get her attention as Becky shyly stepped out to get their thoughts on an outfit. “It’s illegal to look that good.”
Becky didn’t quite seem to know where to put her hands as she stood before them wearing virginal white. Little bows were attached to the barely-there garment in strategic places that would be perfect to drive Trevor wild.
“It’s beautiful,” Nicole said.
“You’rebeautiful,” Laurel added. “You’ve got to get that. Trevor won’t know what hit him.”
“You think?” Becky wiggled on the spot before lifting her gaze to Laurel’s. “It makes me feel like a present waiting to be unwrapped.”
“You buy that and if you wear it often, you’ll never have to give Trevor another gift for the rest of your life.”
“Not that she’ll be wearing it for long,” Nicole pointed out.
“True.” Ashley joined the conversation as she slipped into the room. “You’re a knockout, Becky. Sweet,sweetand sexy. And I think Laurel here needs to follow your example.”
“What are you…ohhhhh. Whoa.” Laurel stuttered to a stop as Ashley held out a pile of clothing to her. A very skimpy pile.
Ashley smiled. “Similar to Becky’s, but more what you need.”
Laurel lifted one of the silky straps, and the miniscule amount of fabric that followed shimmered in a seductive red. “Should I assume the colour choice means something?”
“You’ve made one of the Angel Colemans fall hard and fast.” The woman waggled her brows. “Go, try it on.”
It took a couple minutes of wiggling to slip everything on, including the garter belt and stockings Ashley added to the collection at the last second. Laurel glanced down. Thinking about Rafe seeing her in the outfit was enough to make her legs start quivering.
Outside her change room, the coaxing began.
“You have to show it off,” Nicole insisted. “Come on.”
“You saw mine,” Becky teased. “I should get to see yours…”
On the other side of the door, Ashley snorted with amusement. “I’m so proud of you, Becky. That was terribly naughty.”
Laurel gathered her courage. It was true. If Becky could manage a show-and-tell, then so could she. She left the change room and stepped forward, suddenly the center of attention.
Nicole’s eyes widened. Becky had wrapped a nearly transparent white robe around herself, and the contrast with the pale fabric made her cheeks darkening to deep pink even more noticeable.
Ashley was the only one who didn’t seem at a loss for words.
Although the first few things out of her mouth were swears that she apologized for immediately. “Travis warned me to watch my language around you guys, but holyshit, that is the kind of outfit that makes a person break a few rules.”
“I look okay?”
Becky shook her head. “Better than okay. Wow? Whoa?”
“Hot to the nth degree,” Nicole agreed. “Merry Christmas and happy birthday, because I’m buying that for you if you don’t get it yourself.”
