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.Let's stay 'hot and bothered' all day, and by the time we get back home, we'll be tearing each other's clothes off.” He smiled widely at the visual.I smiled, too: partly at the thought of the next three hours of foreplay, but mainly at having heard him say that we would be coming home.We.Home.I had somehow managed to build myself a tiny family after all.I gave him a quick kiss and waved him off.CHAPTER FORTY-SEVENHe got his coat on and left.I wanted to start reading right away, but had a couple of phone calls to make first.I wanted to have everything taken care of so that when Liam got back, nothing would be in the way.I called PICU and talked to a nurse about Alex.He was stabilizing well.Even his kidney function had improved.I told her I'd be in the next day to see him, and if his parents needed to talk, she could page me any time.Next, I called Isabel.She wasn't in, but her Mom wanted to talk.They weren't sure what they were going to do.She told me that Owen had taken sick leave from the hospital, but that they hadn't pressed any charges yet.I was sure they had been told all about how unlikely a court case was to win, and how devastating it could all be for Isabel.It would be devastating either way, though, and I hoped they got to do whatever felt right and was best for them.I mentioned that I wanted to pass the photographs I had on to someone else.I didn't want them on my phone, or in my possession at all.She asked me to send them on to their lawyer.I told her I'd check in with Isabel to make sure she was on board with the plan and then I’d email them right away.I reassured her, again, that I would be deleting them from my files immediately afterwards.I wasn’t sure what I was going to do about Owen.It really came down to what Isabel decided to do.I had to put it out of my mind.Nothing was going to ruin this day with Liam.I got up from the sofa to have some water, brush my teeth, and put on a little makeup.Liam had been gone just over an hour.There were several stores close by, but I had never been in most of them.I had no idea what kind of clothes they had.I was pretty sure he would have the wrong sizes, and the dress would probably be something a stripper would wear.Well, it would be fun to play dress up.And then put on my normal clothes and go out for a very late lunch.I had just settled back into the blanket, ready to finally start in on my book, when Liam returned with several bags.He walked to my bedroom and put the bags on my bed.I followed behind.“All yours, Mademoiselle.”“All right.Let's do this.” I closed the door, with Liam on the other side, and started poking through the bags.I was really hoping there would be at least one piece of clothing I could put on.I wanted to be a good sport.I recognized the lingerie store's name on one of the bags.I peeked inside.There was a bra and panty set.Deep-red lace.I had tried it on before and loved it.I opened the door and called out to Liam, “You've got a lot of confidence, buying a woman lingerie.”“What, it's just underwear,” he called back.“I know what you look like.I bought you a bathing suit, remember? It's no big deal.”I looked down at the set.Even the sizes were perfect.Liam continued, “And the sales lady remembered you, so that helped.”I had a number of questions about that, but they could wait.At least I was able to wear the 'underwear' he had chosen.I put it on, and noticed there was also a garter at the bottom.I will admit that I think these are wildly sexy and had always wanted to have one.To have beautiful stockings reaching just to the top of my thighs, and clipped precariously in place.I shivered imagining Liam's fingers undoing them later.Another bag revealed the stockings.They were whisper thin and silky soft.The dress took my breath away.It was a delicate black lace sheath, misleadingly simple to look at, but so beautiful on.It had a V-neck, cut much lower than I had worn before, but it was tasteful and sensuous.I felt like a really sexy Audrey Hepburn.He had even thought of shoes, which was very lucky, since mine were mostly practical pairs meant to be worn for hours while I raced around the hospital.The ones Liam had chosen were insanely expensive and, of course, the right size.They were pretty black patent leather with slender three inch heels; maybe a touch too high for an afternoon lunch date, but subtly sexy.With the dress they were perfection.When I put them on, I suddenly had supermodel legs.I put my blonde hair up in a loose French twist.I changed my pinkish lipstick for a soft red that went well with the black of the dress.For jewelry, I had on my tiny diamond stud earrings, but nothing else.I didn't own anything else.My Dad had my Mom's jewelry: a sad story for another time.I stood staring at myself in the mirror.I looked like myself, my old self, the one who had liked life and who had sought out adventures.My old self had never been particularly confident, but I had at least been able to feel pretty when I dressed up.It had been so long since I had put effort into my appearance.I looked like my old self, but better, because I had a glow, the glow of someone who loves and is loved back.Liam poked his head in the door.Our eyes met it the full-length mirror.He held my gaze for several seconds, seeing the happiness and love there.I turned to face him.“You look so beautiful.” He spoke with longing and love and happiness.“Thank you for this.For all of this.” I walked to him and he pulled me into a tight embrace.I leaned back.“How did you get everything so right?”He shrugged.“The underwear lady helped me.She told me what size you would probably wear.I told her about our date, so she went on the computer to look for the perfect dress for lunch at my new favorite restaurant.We found the dress at a store down the street, and I ran and got it.She was like one of those grandmas in a Disney movie.”I had to think about that one for a second.“Oh, Fairy Godmothers! Yes, she is exactly like a Fairy Godmother.I have dibs on her.I met her first.”“Okay,” he smiled.“That seems fair.”“And the shoes?”“Checked your size on the way out the door.”“Ah.Old-school detective work.Nice.Well, everything is just perfect.Thank you so much.”He stepped back from me a bit and looked at my neck and chest.“Not quite perfect.The saleswoman said this neckline needs a necklace [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.Let's stay 'hot and bothered' all day, and by the time we get back home, we'll be tearing each other's clothes off.” He smiled widely at the visual.I smiled, too: partly at the thought of the next three hours of foreplay, but mainly at having heard him say that we would be coming home.We.Home.I had somehow managed to build myself a tiny family after all.I gave him a quick kiss and waved him off.CHAPTER FORTY-SEVENHe got his coat on and left.I wanted to start reading right away, but had a couple of phone calls to make first.I wanted to have everything taken care of so that when Liam got back, nothing would be in the way.I called PICU and talked to a nurse about Alex.He was stabilizing well.Even his kidney function had improved.I told her I'd be in the next day to see him, and if his parents needed to talk, she could page me any time.Next, I called Isabel.She wasn't in, but her Mom wanted to talk.They weren't sure what they were going to do.She told me that Owen had taken sick leave from the hospital, but that they hadn't pressed any charges yet.I was sure they had been told all about how unlikely a court case was to win, and how devastating it could all be for Isabel.It would be devastating either way, though, and I hoped they got to do whatever felt right and was best for them.I mentioned that I wanted to pass the photographs I had on to someone else.I didn't want them on my phone, or in my possession at all.She asked me to send them on to their lawyer.I told her I'd check in with Isabel to make sure she was on board with the plan and then I’d email them right away.I reassured her, again, that I would be deleting them from my files immediately afterwards.I wasn’t sure what I was going to do about Owen.It really came down to what Isabel decided to do.I had to put it out of my mind.Nothing was going to ruin this day with Liam.I got up from the sofa to have some water, brush my teeth, and put on a little makeup.Liam had been gone just over an hour.There were several stores close by, but I had never been in most of them.I had no idea what kind of clothes they had.I was pretty sure he would have the wrong sizes, and the dress would probably be something a stripper would wear.Well, it would be fun to play dress up.And then put on my normal clothes and go out for a very late lunch.I had just settled back into the blanket, ready to finally start in on my book, when Liam returned with several bags.He walked to my bedroom and put the bags on my bed.I followed behind.“All yours, Mademoiselle.”“All right.Let's do this.” I closed the door, with Liam on the other side, and started poking through the bags.I was really hoping there would be at least one piece of clothing I could put on.I wanted to be a good sport.I recognized the lingerie store's name on one of the bags.I peeked inside.There was a bra and panty set.Deep-red lace.I had tried it on before and loved it.I opened the door and called out to Liam, “You've got a lot of confidence, buying a woman lingerie.”“What, it's just underwear,” he called back.“I know what you look like.I bought you a bathing suit, remember? It's no big deal.”I looked down at the set.Even the sizes were perfect.Liam continued, “And the sales lady remembered you, so that helped.”I had a number of questions about that, but they could wait.At least I was able to wear the 'underwear' he had chosen.I put it on, and noticed there was also a garter at the bottom.I will admit that I think these are wildly sexy and had always wanted to have one.To have beautiful stockings reaching just to the top of my thighs, and clipped precariously in place.I shivered imagining Liam's fingers undoing them later.Another bag revealed the stockings.They were whisper thin and silky soft.The dress took my breath away.It was a delicate black lace sheath, misleadingly simple to look at, but so beautiful on.It had a V-neck, cut much lower than I had worn before, but it was tasteful and sensuous.I felt like a really sexy Audrey Hepburn.He had even thought of shoes, which was very lucky, since mine were mostly practical pairs meant to be worn for hours while I raced around the hospital.The ones Liam had chosen were insanely expensive and, of course, the right size.They were pretty black patent leather with slender three inch heels; maybe a touch too high for an afternoon lunch date, but subtly sexy.With the dress they were perfection.When I put them on, I suddenly had supermodel legs.I put my blonde hair up in a loose French twist.I changed my pinkish lipstick for a soft red that went well with the black of the dress.For jewelry, I had on my tiny diamond stud earrings, but nothing else.I didn't own anything else.My Dad had my Mom's jewelry: a sad story for another time.I stood staring at myself in the mirror.I looked like myself, my old self, the one who had liked life and who had sought out adventures.My old self had never been particularly confident, but I had at least been able to feel pretty when I dressed up.It had been so long since I had put effort into my appearance.I looked like my old self, but better, because I had a glow, the glow of someone who loves and is loved back.Liam poked his head in the door.Our eyes met it the full-length mirror.He held my gaze for several seconds, seeing the happiness and love there.I turned to face him.“You look so beautiful.” He spoke with longing and love and happiness.“Thank you for this.For all of this.” I walked to him and he pulled me into a tight embrace.I leaned back.“How did you get everything so right?”He shrugged.“The underwear lady helped me.She told me what size you would probably wear.I told her about our date, so she went on the computer to look for the perfect dress for lunch at my new favorite restaurant.We found the dress at a store down the street, and I ran and got it.She was like one of those grandmas in a Disney movie.”I had to think about that one for a second.“Oh, Fairy Godmothers! Yes, she is exactly like a Fairy Godmother.I have dibs on her.I met her first.”“Okay,” he smiled.“That seems fair.”“And the shoes?”“Checked your size on the way out the door.”“Ah.Old-school detective work.Nice.Well, everything is just perfect.Thank you so much.”He stepped back from me a bit and looked at my neck and chest.“Not quite perfect.The saleswoman said this neckline needs a necklace [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]