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would be taking a completely different direction.
    “Next time I’ll remember that.” Except there would never be a next time like this. Her body ached and yearned for Donovan. Ignoring it she focused on what she needed to do.
    “You said you needed my help. What’s up?”
    “I want to get some new clothes. Some make up tips maybe.” She stared at her reflection in her dresser mirror. She’d spent the last hour in a bath, soaking her body. Reaching up, she fingered the freshly washed waves of her hair. “Maybe a haircut.”
    “Wait…am I hearing you right? Is the numbers geek asking for a makeover?” Marcy’s tone showed she was shocked by the request.
    She groaned. “Not when you say it like that.” Already dressed in another one of her classic bra and panties with lace trim she stomped over to her closet. Inside it was one basic color after another. All her blouses were button down like a man’s shirt, in varying shades of green, blue, gray and a white one. Her pants were not any better as they lined up like military shoulders on the other side of the small walk-in closet in dark blue, gray, tan and black.  Her shoes that she wore to work were duplicates, just in black, brown and smoke gray. The color reminded her of Donovan eyes.
    Sighing, she reached in blindly and pulled out a shirt and pants, not caring which one. “Yeah, I need a makeover.”
    Her sister started cheering on the other end.
    Jo’el pulled the phone away from her ear to save her eardrum.
    “So who’s the man? Some new guy at the office? A man you met in the company café?”
    “What?” Jo’el pressed the phone back to her face and froze. “Why’d you ask that?”
    “Simple. Women always want to spruce up their look when there is a new man in their lives.” Marcy told her.
    Collapsing on the bed still holding her clothes, she said, “There isn’t a new man.” Even though her heart wished there was…one man in particular. However, she didn’t even have a number to call him. Swinging by his house was stalker behavior she didn’t do. “Ian Dare mentioned that if I wanted to really go for the position I needed to look at sharpening my look…you know to get the players attention.”
    “Well, he’s right. Besides he used to be a player and he’d know. Hell, the times I’ve been around all the guys I’ve seen the girls on their arms or the ones they make comments about when they pass.”
    “What ever happened to brains over beauty?” Jo’el stood and stepped into her pants.
    “I think that was brains over brawn,” Marcy corrected. “I don’t think that saying was ever meant about women. Sorry smarty pants.”
    Her looks hadn’t seemed to matter to Donovan. Hell he’d made her say she agreed with him that she was beautiful. But you’re not trying to manage him.
    She wasn’t sure what he did at the Thunder Dome. He’d been on the corporate level of the arena so she figured he was a general manager or maybe one of the coaches. By his place he definitely got paid well. She didn’t think he was a player, because he seemed too low key from how they always appeared in the news—flashy and loud. Attention grabbers.
    “That’s crazy. Anyway, I need to get into work. I’ll call you this afternoon and see when you’re free Saturday. My next meeting is Monday morning.”
    “Great. I have some calls to make to set some things up.”
    “Marcy…don’t go overboard.” She warned her older sister.
    “Too late I’m already in the water and backstroking.”
    Laughing at her sister, Jo’el expressed her love and hung up.
    Dressed, she was in the bathroom again running a brush through her hair before looking for a clip. Her black one was her go to hair accessory, but she’d forgotten it at Donovan’s so she grab a bronze one out the drawer then put it in place. Lip gloss and a quick swipe of mascara finished it for her. Giving herself a once over, she realized that Ian had been right, her look left a lot to be