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Chapter 13 – Fiona–1

Fiona finishes saying good morning to Kent and stops at our little table on the way out.

“This beauty must be Fay,” she says as she arrives, giving me a big smile.

She has a thick New York accent, a little like Fran Drescher, and I can’t help but be charmed by her sweet, brusk nature.

“It’s nice to meet you,” I say.

“Oh baby,” she says, wrinkling her nose at me. “I already know all about you. Big Boy over there told me everything,” she says, nodding at him over her shoulder.

I blush again. Big Boy?

Seriously?

What woman has the balls to call Kent Lippert Big Boy?

I laugh despite myself. “All good things, I hope.”

“Only the best,” she replies. “I’ll catch you two babies later,” she says, swooping down to give Daniel a kiss on the cheek as she goes. “And you,” she points a manicured nail at me, “you’re going shopping with me later, okay? Okay.”

She leaves without waiting for a response.

imagine thrives in a world like this.

I look down at myself, feeling like a flat piece of plain white paper beside her.

“Sorry about that,” Daniel says, his voice a little frustrated.

“Why?” I look up at him, surprised.

“It’s just embarrassing, to have them around,” he whispers, leaning forward so that only I hear him. “My dad could fill every room in this house with his lovers, if he wanted to,” he says. “Although Fiona is…a favorite.”

I nod, understanding. “I can see why. She’s so beautiful.”

my head to the side.

Fiona has lasted years now, but it’s only a

feel a little

don’t like him at all,” I say, trying to cheer him up. “I think he’s rude, and domineering, and he likes to make people feel uncomfortable to make them fall in line. I think you’re ten times the man he

worth it for the burst of sunshine it brings to

affection. “You’re the only

at him and put my hand on top

room flies open again. “Shopping time!,” Fiona says, almost pulling me off my feet as

laughing a little as she eagerly bustles me

steps. “I’m just so glad Daniel finally brought a girl home so

lip as I hurry behind her. “Shopping? I really

double doors close to the garages.

open the doors, revealing the treasure

on hangers and racks. There’s even a crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. To my left is an entire

my god,” I say, looking

like?” she asks, standing proudly

I made him let me organize it. You know,” she shrugs, “really give it that Rodeo

see brand names I’ve only ever seen in fashion spreads – Balenciaga, Hermes, Dior,

did it all come from?”

Kent likes to look good, but he doesn’t like to go to stores.” I join

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my head at her,

me a wink. “You know. From people who owe him big but don’t have the cash.” She wrinkles her nose

say, my

“You’re so cute with your little blushes.

her, biting my lip as she moves over to a pile of silk and

see anything else you like, just tell me.” She starts to hold up dresses

I say, hesitating. “Picked them out…for

tell you? Tonight!

white as a sheet. Seeing the change in my demeanor, Fiona puts down the dresses and comes over. “Aw baby,” she says soothingly. “Too much? Too

a deep

“Well, nothing’s going to make you feel more confident

the pile of dresses she set aside for me. “For you,” she says, “I think, this one.” Her voice is reverent as she holds up a gorgeous velvet gown, midnight blue with gauzy fabric trailing