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willing to make a change like that to keep her happy and avoid trouble. It was more confirmation that things would work out between them. She was becoming more hopeful every day.
* * * *
Late August…
Rosemary daydreamed as she went around the store gathering the things she needed for the fall displays. There were four large alcoves used for seasonal displays around the store, one up high on each wall.
After Randy was finished lifting and securing the heavy saddles and other items into the tack department display, he brought Rosemary the ladder and reminded her to be careful.
Removing wrappings from the boots, she smiled to herself because tonight was a special night. Rosemary had a special outfit planned for their dinner date and had stopped off at their house to put something sexy in her walk-in closet to change into later that night.
The three of them had been back together for almost two months.
That feeling Rosemary had for a while, worrying about the next big blowup, had eased considerably.
They seemed to be handling differences of opinion, even arguments, well. Rosemary noticed the day of the string bikini incident, and on other occasions since then, that she could no longer go to Wes for sympathy when she got upset at Evan. She’d made a habit of doing that over the years, and she saw now that doing so set Wes and Evan at odds.
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Luckily for Rosemary, she had Grace to talk to. Grace gave good advice and provided a listening ear but didn’t always give her sympathy, helping her see that sometimes she created her own difficulties.
Once Rosemary had climbed into the alcove, Bernadette and another employee handed the boots up to her until they were all in the loft with her. This display contained a small bale of hay, which Randy had lifted into it earlier for her. She scattered some of the layers from the bale, and strewed loose hay around for affect then arranged each pair of boots. She held on carefully and climbed out onto the ladder, sitting on the top step to put the finishing touches on the display.
Reaching into the display to straighten a boot, Rosemary was startled when an angry voice from fifteen feet below bellowed up at her, “Get your ass down from there before you lose your balance and fall!”
Evan startled her so much she knocked the snakeskin boot from the display. She heard several gasps from customers and co-workers alike as she looked down at Wes and Evan. She stood and turned to face the ladder and clutched the sides, breaking out in a cold sweat as the adrenaline rushed through her system.
“Come on down carefully, baby,” Wes said, raising his palms to her and speaking in a voice meant to calm her. “Good going, Evan.”
She made her way down the ladder until her feet were back on the sales floor.
Evan’s eyebrows were drawn over brown eyes so dark they could’ve been black. “Rosemary, what the hell were you thinking climbing into and out of that display? Do you know how high that is?
What were you doing sitting on the top step?” Evan asked in a low, incensed tone.
Rosemary bristled at the tone he was taking with her in front of others. “I’m always very careful.” She hated that she sounded like she was making excuses. This was part of her job, after all.
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Evan invaded her space with a growl. His big, callused hand grabbed hold of one of her ass cheeks and squeezed hard. “If I see you up that ladder, putting yourself in danger like that again, or hear about it, I’m turning this little ass bright pink, you understand? You were warned about stuff like this.”
Rosemary’s cheeks blossomed with heat when she heard a feminine gasp from the dressing room a few feet away. Yep, her day was now complete. Pride reared its ugly head.
Rosemary shoved against his broad chest. “You don’t get to tell me what I can or cannot do, you big, dumb jerk. No wonder you’re divorced, if this is how you treat women.”
Stupid, stupid, stupid…
Rosemary knew her
* * * *
Late August…
Rosemary daydreamed as she went around the store gathering the things she needed for the fall displays. There were four large alcoves used for seasonal displays around the store, one up high on each wall.
After Randy was finished lifting and securing the heavy saddles and other items into the tack department display, he brought Rosemary the ladder and reminded her to be careful.
Removing wrappings from the boots, she smiled to herself because tonight was a special night. Rosemary had a special outfit planned for their dinner date and had stopped off at their house to put something sexy in her walk-in closet to change into later that night.
The three of them had been back together for almost two months.
That feeling Rosemary had for a while, worrying about the next big blowup, had eased considerably.
They seemed to be handling differences of opinion, even arguments, well. Rosemary noticed the day of the string bikini incident, and on other occasions since then, that she could no longer go to Wes for sympathy when she got upset at Evan. She’d made a habit of doing that over the years, and she saw now that doing so set Wes and Evan at odds.
57
Luckily for Rosemary, she had Grace to talk to. Grace gave good advice and provided a listening ear but didn’t always give her sympathy, helping her see that sometimes she created her own difficulties.
Once Rosemary had climbed into the alcove, Bernadette and another employee handed the boots up to her until they were all in the loft with her. This display contained a small bale of hay, which Randy had lifted into it earlier for her. She scattered some of the layers from the bale, and strewed loose hay around for affect then arranged each pair of boots. She held on carefully and climbed out onto the ladder, sitting on the top step to put the finishing touches on the display.
Reaching into the display to straighten a boot, Rosemary was startled when an angry voice from fifteen feet below bellowed up at her, “Get your ass down from there before you lose your balance and fall!”
Evan startled her so much she knocked the snakeskin boot from the display. She heard several gasps from customers and co-workers alike as she looked down at Wes and Evan. She stood and turned to face the ladder and clutched the sides, breaking out in a cold sweat as the adrenaline rushed through her system.
“Come on down carefully, baby,” Wes said, raising his palms to her and speaking in a voice meant to calm her. “Good going, Evan.”
She made her way down the ladder until her feet were back on the sales floor.
Evan’s eyebrows were drawn over brown eyes so dark they could’ve been black. “Rosemary, what the hell were you thinking climbing into and out of that display? Do you know how high that is?
What were you doing sitting on the top step?” Evan asked in a low, incensed tone.
Rosemary bristled at the tone he was taking with her in front of others. “I’m always very careful.” She hated that she sounded like she was making excuses. This was part of her job, after all.
58
Evan invaded her space with a growl. His big, callused hand grabbed hold of one of her ass cheeks and squeezed hard. “If I see you up that ladder, putting yourself in danger like that again, or hear about it, I’m turning this little ass bright pink, you understand? You were warned about stuff like this.”
Rosemary’s cheeks blossomed with heat when she heard a feminine gasp from the dressing room a few feet away. Yep, her day was now complete. Pride reared its ugly head.
Rosemary shoved against his broad chest. “You don’t get to tell me what I can or cannot do, you big, dumb jerk. No wonder you’re divorced, if this is how you treat women.”
Stupid, stupid, stupid…
Rosemary knew her
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