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Authors: Tressie Lockwood
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risqué for the small town ladies.
When the bell jingled behind her as she set the last piece in place, she turned and gasped. “Stella.”
The woman’s shoulders were back, and she held her chin high. If Sienna didn’t notice the way her fingers bunched in the material of her dress, she would have bought the high and mighty act. Sienna raised an eyebrow to indicate she wasn’t fooled and approached Toron’s lover. Thinking of her that way helped keep Sienna from getting stupid ideas, but it always hurt a little, and she hated that most of all .
“How can I help you?”
Stella hesitated and then came forward. “I am going to a special event—with Toron—and I wanted to have something different to wear. I heard you have some okay dresses.”
“Okay?” Sienna got her back up, but she couldn’t help remembering how her son had said the two of them would be having dinner with Toron. Now she heard he was going out with Stella too. The man wanted his cake and to eat it too. Not with her he wasn’t. She forced a smile with a stiff jaw. Stella’s relationship with Toron made her influential in this town. “Let me show you a few items.”
Against her better judgment because she didn’t want to encourage anything between the two of them, she showed Stella her latest sexy pieces. I do not give a damn if he will be staring into her cleavage all night. Not at all!
“This might be a bit much for you, but the women in New York love to flaunt it when they have it. They, better than anyone else, know how to use what they’ve got, if you know what I mean.”
Stella rolled her eyes. “None of those humans have what I have.” She actually perked her boobs with a hand under each, and Sienna bit her lip to keep from laughing. “Let me try this on.”
Sienna sighed in relief and set her up in the makeshift dressing room. She’d scarcely turned away, when the bell rang again, and then again. Her little shop at once seemed to burst at the seams with women, all chattering in elevated voices and exclaiming over Sienna’s creations. “Oh would you look at this one, Lena? They have nothing like this at the department store,” one woman said. Sienna spun away, hiding the moisture gathering in her eyes.
When the bell jingled again, she pulled herself together to greet her next customer. Before she could say more than good morning, all the women paused in their conversation and greeted the woman in the doorway with quiet respect.
Sienna guessed she was someone of high standing in the community. She examined the woman, who was tall , at least six feet, a long, will owy figure but with full breasts.
Being in the business, Sienna knew expensive clothing when she saw it, and these were designer brands without a doubt.
Behind the woman with long, flowing blond hair, two sexy men stepped in. They couldn’t be above twenty-five, yet the woman appeared to be in her early sixties or late fifties.
Golden eyes scanned the small space of the shop and then settled on Sienna. “You’re her.”
Sienna tilted her head. “Ma’am?”
“You’re the mother of my grandbaby.”
Sienna gasped. This was Toron’s mother? Of course, how could she not see it? Toron looked just like her, and both had a powerful presence even without the alpha gifts.
“Walk with me,” the woman commanded. She peered past Sienna’s shoulder. “Stella, mind the store until we’re back.”
Sienna turned around as Stella was just coming out of the changing room. She nodded, but Sienna saw the annoyance. “Yes, ma’am.”
“But I—” Sienna began but found herself propelled out the door.
“You two go find something to do,” Toron’s mother ordered the two men, and Sienna’s eyes bugged when she slapped each on the ass. She turned a beaming smile to Sienna. “They’re hot and great in bed, but empty-headed.
Now, we can have some time to talk. Oh and call me Vivian.”
Sienna had trouble saying anything in response. At least now she knew
When the bell jingled behind her as she set the last piece in place, she turned and gasped. “Stella.”
The woman’s shoulders were back, and she held her chin high. If Sienna didn’t notice the way her fingers bunched in the material of her dress, she would have bought the high and mighty act. Sienna raised an eyebrow to indicate she wasn’t fooled and approached Toron’s lover. Thinking of her that way helped keep Sienna from getting stupid ideas, but it always hurt a little, and she hated that most of all .
“How can I help you?”
Stella hesitated and then came forward. “I am going to a special event—with Toron—and I wanted to have something different to wear. I heard you have some okay dresses.”
“Okay?” Sienna got her back up, but she couldn’t help remembering how her son had said the two of them would be having dinner with Toron. Now she heard he was going out with Stella too. The man wanted his cake and to eat it too. Not with her he wasn’t. She forced a smile with a stiff jaw. Stella’s relationship with Toron made her influential in this town. “Let me show you a few items.”
Against her better judgment because she didn’t want to encourage anything between the two of them, she showed Stella her latest sexy pieces. I do not give a damn if he will be staring into her cleavage all night. Not at all!
“This might be a bit much for you, but the women in New York love to flaunt it when they have it. They, better than anyone else, know how to use what they’ve got, if you know what I mean.”
Stella rolled her eyes. “None of those humans have what I have.” She actually perked her boobs with a hand under each, and Sienna bit her lip to keep from laughing. “Let me try this on.”
Sienna sighed in relief and set her up in the makeshift dressing room. She’d scarcely turned away, when the bell rang again, and then again. Her little shop at once seemed to burst at the seams with women, all chattering in elevated voices and exclaiming over Sienna’s creations. “Oh would you look at this one, Lena? They have nothing like this at the department store,” one woman said. Sienna spun away, hiding the moisture gathering in her eyes.
When the bell jingled again, she pulled herself together to greet her next customer. Before she could say more than good morning, all the women paused in their conversation and greeted the woman in the doorway with quiet respect.
Sienna guessed she was someone of high standing in the community. She examined the woman, who was tall , at least six feet, a long, will owy figure but with full breasts.
Being in the business, Sienna knew expensive clothing when she saw it, and these were designer brands without a doubt.
Behind the woman with long, flowing blond hair, two sexy men stepped in. They couldn’t be above twenty-five, yet the woman appeared to be in her early sixties or late fifties.
Golden eyes scanned the small space of the shop and then settled on Sienna. “You’re her.”
Sienna tilted her head. “Ma’am?”
“You’re the mother of my grandbaby.”
Sienna gasped. This was Toron’s mother? Of course, how could she not see it? Toron looked just like her, and both had a powerful presence even without the alpha gifts.
“Walk with me,” the woman commanded. She peered past Sienna’s shoulder. “Stella, mind the store until we’re back.”
Sienna turned around as Stella was just coming out of the changing room. She nodded, but Sienna saw the annoyance. “Yes, ma’am.”
“But I—” Sienna began but found herself propelled out the door.
“You two go find something to do,” Toron’s mother ordered the two men, and Sienna’s eyes bugged when she slapped each on the ass. She turned a beaming smile to Sienna. “They’re hot and great in bed, but empty-headed.
Now, we can have some time to talk. Oh and call me Vivian.”
Sienna had trouble saying anything in response. At least now she knew
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