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single, but not the same type of single as you, Chelsea. I do not have your slender legs or your fantastic ass.”
    Chelsea grinned. “You think I have a fantastic ass?”
    Jane rolled her eyes. “Is this really ‘admire Chelsea’ night?”
    Chelsea shoved the skirt at her. “You’re right. We’ll sing my praises another night. Put the skirt on, Jane.”
    She grabbed the skirt. “Fine. But if you laugh at how ridiculous I look in it, we’re no longer friends.”
    “And take this top and put it on, too. And these shoes.”
    Horrified, Jane rolled her eyes. “I really hate you.”
    “You won’t when you see how rockin’ hot you are in this outfit.”
    Dubious that she’d even be able to get the skirt on overher hips, she dropped her robe and pulled the skirt up. Surprisingly, it fit. So did the superslinky peach silk sleeveless top that fell over her skin like a waterfall.
    “Don’t forget the shoes.”
    “I can’t walk in those.”
    “Will can help you walk.”
    Jane laughed, but climbed into the ridiculously high heels. “I feel six feet tall in these things.”
    “But your legs are amazing. Now turn and look at yourself in the mirror.”
    She did, gasping at the transformation.
    She looked stunning. She had to hold on to Chelsea to twist and turn to see her body, but she had to admit, she was a sex goddess in this outfit. Her legs did indeed look amazing. The skirt brushed the tops of her thighs, and the draping of the top made her look superskinny. It also revealed a ton of cleavage.
    “Wow.”
    “I know, right?” Chelsea said, grinning.
    “This is a gorgeous outfit, Chelse,” Jane said, turning to her. She slid off the heels. “But it’s so not me.”
    “Ah, well. I figured that. But I wanted you to realize how utterly gorgeous you are.”
    “Point taken.” She grabbed Chelsea and hugged her. “Thank you for that.”
    She ended up choosing a black and white striped skirt that rested on her hips and hit just above the knee, along with a black tank with a cutout in the back. Slightly subdued, but also sexy. She also decided on the new black wedge heels she’d bought that weren’t going to give her a nosebleed.
    She was pleased with how she looked and Chelsea pronounced her drop-dead gorgeous, fresh, and sexy, which was good enough for her.
    Chelsea hightailed it out of there about fifteen minutes before Will was due to arrive, leaving Jane enough time to ponder jewelry and touch up her makeup, which she’d leftminimal, but she did add some lip gloss just before he rang the doorbell.
    Her stomach tightened and she took a deep breath, smoothed her skirt, and went to the door.
    He took her breath away in dark jeans and a button-down, long-sleeved shirt with the sleeves rolled up.
    “Hi,” she said.
    He was staring at her, and when she spoke, he jerked his head up. “Hey. You look gorgeous.”
    She smiled. “Thank you. I wasn’t sure where we were going.”
    “You’re perfect for where we’re going. Unless you just want to stay in.”
    Her smile died. “You want to stay in?”
    He laughed. “No. I was joking.” He held his arm out for her. “Let’s go, Cinderella. Time for your night out.”
    She felt like Cinderella. She was going out on a date tonight.
    “Do you like Asian food?” he asked after they were in the car.
    “I like any food that doesn’t come with a dressed-up character and Skee-Ball afterward.”
    He laughed. “You’re in luck, then, because none of that tonight.”
    He hopped on the highway and they headed into Tulsa. She didn’t get to Tulsa all that often, unless for some reason she needed to go to the mall, which was typically only to do Christmas shopping. So when he took her to Utica Square and pulled in front of P.F. Chang’s, she figured this was going to be the best date she’d had in a very long time.
    Okay, so it was the only date she’d had in a very long time.
    “Will this work?” he asked.
    “It totally works. Thank you.”
    He laid his