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that Jazzy were with her. She always made such a good model. But Natalie was alone. Before stepping out, she rearranged her hair with the wide clip, holding most of it up in the back. A few tendrils hung free. That would have to do.
    The shoes were a bit wide allowing her foot to slide around. At least the heels weren't too high. Maybe she had a prayer of pulling this off, without revealing her lack of grace. She added a touch of the crimson lipstick she'd carried in her purse, left the purse in the room and exited in her best posture, imitating confidence. She walked carefully, one step at a time, out of the dressing room and reentered the shop.
    Natalie consciously pushed thoughts of her erotic encounter with Tanner out of her mind. She needed to put her dream world behind her and focus on the present. Anxiously, she wondered if she could stay focused on anything but Tanner, especially with him so close his male pheromones were making her swoon.
    Tanner was pacing back and forth. It stuck Natalie that he appeared impatient, almost short-tempered, which seemed out of place in these circumstances.
    He noticed her standing there in the dress and his heart surged. She was so beautiful. Nothing about her was fake or pretentious. She was a natural beauty. The way she stood there, so shy, he wondered if she had any idea how stunning she was. His cock, already swollen from his first sight of her, pressed against his pants.
    "Please," he directed in an unwavering tone. "Come on out. I'd like to see you walk around, if you don't mind." He watched her walk.
    A bit of cleavage showed at the top of the dress and Tanner could feel the warmth of her breasts when she passed within inches of where he stood, gawking. He could see her nipples outlined under the thin garments. He watched her stroll by, her slender hips swaying under the satin fabric. His imagination began to run wild.
    Natalie was glad the shoes had a soft rubber sole, because the last thing she wanted was to go sliding across the polished wood floor. With shoulders back and head up, she made her best effort at showing off the dress. That's what he wanted to see, after all. Yet, the idea that he'd recognized her nagged, without reprieve.
    She walked up to the front door of the shop, turned and walked back to where Tanner waited. She was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she wobbled in the leather heels. Trying to regain her balance was fruitless. She felt herself falling with nothing nearby to grab onto.
    So fast that she didn't see him move, Tanner was at her side. He blocked her fall very gallantly and stood, like a solid wall of masculine muscle, with his arm around her waist. Natalie felt her insides turn to mush. Fortunately, she hadn't fallen, thanks to his smooth rescue. But being this close to him again, melted her.
    He smelled so good, fresh and of men's cologne. His strength was impressive. He looked lean and was hard as a rock. She felt like a feather in his arms. Bringing herself back to the matter at hand, she stood on her own feet and smoothed the skirt of the dress. Being practical and done showing off, she reached down to remove the offending heels.
    Tanner stood without moving a muscle, gazing lustfully at her. He wanted to lift her in his arms and…. "No," he said aloud.
    Natalie looked at him. "What?"
    "I mean ….. are you okay?" he asked.
    "Yes, thank you." Natalie took a step toward the dressing room while lifting the black heels she held in her hand, indicating she had no intention of walking in them again. "Just to be safe," she said as she gestured and managed a smile. And Tanner smiled back .

8 - Lunch
    Natalie looked at Tanner standing alone at the counter. The blond clerk was busy with something in back.
    "Thank you. The dress looked magnificent. I'll have it delivered," he told her, his face impassive. The price flashed in her mind, but then he can surely afford to buy whatever he wants. He could buy the whole shop.
    "Well, thank you for