Chapter 25

• I parked my car on a side street and spent the majority of my two-block walk to the dress shop trying to cull my mind off the liftoff thoughts about Tommy that were beating against the battened doors of my libido. I’d barely managed to rein them in when I stepped into the dress shop with my slingback heels dangling from my fingertips.
• “Good Lord, Darcy!” my sister James exclaimed from her perch on the dais when she set eyes on me. “You’re all flushed in the face. Did you run here or something?”
• I touched my palm to my cheek and felt the heat there. “It’s hot as Hades out there,” I said by way of explanation.