Her use of metaphor has gone completely off the rails.
She changed into a hot pink bikini and matching coverup. In front of her wide-brimmed hat, Jessey hesitated. It was completely pointless, yet she couldn't get enough of it. Furthermore, she was so pale that skin cancer was a genuine risk—which was anything but attractive. It caused her to frown. Could it be that the fact that this hat looked more at home on a granny than a s*x queen was giving her second thoughts about wearing it? In a word, no. He might like it or dislike it, but it was just another one of her eccentricities.
Strangely, her mental tirade didn't help her settle her stomach as she stuffed the hat into her beach bag. Near her sunblock, towel, and racy book. Jessey set the bag down on the bed without rummaging through i
