Chapter 111: He's Talking Nonsense

• She blinked in confusion at the message. Suddenly, she remembered—London Fashion Week. She'd been so distracted by Linda's problems, she'd forgotten that the opening show was coming up. As soon as Geoffrey pulled up to the front door, she hopped out of the car and raced up the stairs to her bedroom. She headed straight to the closet and gasped at what she saw.
• A mannequin had been placed in the center of the closet. It wore a scarlet silk gown that glowed like a jewel in the overhead light. Around its wrist, a stunning bracelet of teardrop diamond and rubies glittered and sparkled, and a pair of elegant white high-heeled sandals rested at its feet. She stepped forward, gently taking the silk in her hands—it brushed her skin like liquid, and she smiled.
• Excited by the gown, she stripped off her work clothes and changed into the dress, moving slowly to avoid snagging the silk. She ran to the mirror eagerly and gasped. The dress hugged her curves perfectly—the neckline plunged low without being too revealing, and the waist cinched in perfectly. She twirled and gasped. The dress was slit all the way up to the top of her thigh on one side—she'd never worn something so daring before.