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questions to her as he did the two previous ladies. Janice blushed and batted
her eyes at him.
          Chelsi
watched the exchange, and her blood boiled. Especially when she noticed that
when Janice offered Vincent the chance to feel the chiffon fabric the other
woman raised the hem to him, lifting it higher than necessary. She was
blatantly flirting with Vincent. Unbelieveable .
          Vincent’s
gaze never lowered past Janice’s face as he told her no.
          Chelsi
bit the inside of her lip to keep down the growl pushing up from her chest to
her throat. “That will be all, Janice. Please ask Madison to come in. Thank you.” Chelsi didn’t
waste a moment to analyze the bite in her words as she dismissed the woman.
          The
first trimester woman cut her eyes towards her, but Chelsi could see the quick
mental reminder Janice must have given to herself, recalling the reason she was
in Vincent’s handsome presence. With a tight smile, Janice inclined her head to
Chelsi then exited out of the room. The flirty woman wasn’t far enough along to
have her fingers swelling, and it didn’t escape Chelsi’s notice that Janice
wore no wedding ring. The hot woman probably saw Vincent as a rich meal ticket
to be her child’s stepfather. Not .
          Shooting
her gaze at Vincent, Chelsi saw him now leaning his elbows against the table
with his hands linked, hiding his mouth. By the light playing in his blue eyes,
she was sure he was laughing at her.
          Madison
and Tisha came through and modeled their dresses in a professional manner with
no issues.
          As
Tisha made her final pass around the room, Chelsi began, “Stephanie is our last
model, and she will be showing you one of the designs from our Passionate and
Plump lingerie line.”
          Stephanie
walked in the door and moved deeper into the room, her bright red hair hanging
loose down her back.
          “She’s
only wearing a thick, flannel house robe. There’s nothing sexy about that.” Kendall , the marketing head for the new store, called
out.
          Not
answering him, Chelsi instead nodded to Stephanie. Smiling, the model untied
her outer garment and allowed it to slide down her arms. Chelsi wanted to cheer
at Stephanie’s dramatic effect.
          Three
gasps came from the women in the room, and the gaping stares of the men told
Chelsi exactly what she wanted to know. The lingerie was a hit. The smoke gray
apparel was a sheer charmeuse with a stretch lace bodice that cupped and
caressed the woman’s full breasts. Below, Stephanie wore matching lace
maternity high-cut thongs.
          A
few men cleared their throats as Stephanie, a swimsuit model by trade,
progressed in a leisurely walk around the room. As a long-time model, Stephanie
wasn’t shy about exhibiting her body, even when blossomed with pregnancy.
          The
lingerie was one of Chelsi’s favorite designs. It was sexy and beautiful. She
couldn’t help but imagine herself in the outfit. However, Vincent was the only
person she imagined in the room watching her.
          Sneaking
a peak at him, she was surprised to be caught in his intense gaze. His eyes
were so dark they appear black and lost among his thick ebony lashes. To rapid
for her to stop it, her mind conjured up the thought that he was seeing her
wearing it, too.
          Taking
a deep breath, she reclaimed control of her thoughts and thanked Stephanie as
the model pulled her robe back on and tied it again before going out. After a
few follow-up words, Chelsi was happy to turn the remainder of the presentation
back over to Peter.
          Slipping
back into her seat, she sent up a million prayers that the meeting would end
soon so that she could flee Vincent’s presence. Being around him was making her
feel things she hadn’t experienced in years and hope for things she had no
right to anymore.

 
     
    Chapter Three
     
     
          “When
do you