He reaches out and brushes a stray piece of my hair from my face and smiles. “Liking them both. I’ll just buy them both. Mary will give me a good deal.”
“Oh,” I reply with a sigh of nervous relief and a funny feeling in my belly. “Y-you don’t have to…”
“I want to.” He grins. “Believe me.”
I may not have a lot of experience with men, but I can tell that the way Sterling is looking at me is the way that a guy looks at you when he’s about to make a move. That funny feeling in my belly grows, and my legs suddenly turn into two pillars of concrete that simply won’t listen to me.
I’m bound in place, frozen like a statue. But just as I expect him to lean in and place either his hands or his lips on me, he takes a step back and turns to the dressing room door.
“I’ll go tell Mary we’re taking
