Eyes swept over her body from head to toe. Eyebrows rose with interest. The people who had seen her yesterday dressed like a librarian had to be wondering if she was the same person. The black skirt she was wearing hugged her hips like a second skin and stopped a good couple of inches above the knee. She was wearing black leather boots with a spiked heel higher than she normally wore, but as she’d checked out her image in the mirror, she had acknowledged that the high heel definitely made her legs look sexier. The bright red scoop-neck blouse with the plunging neckline completed the outfit. No blazer tonight. Mikki scanned the room, which was a more intimate setting than the much larger Crystal Room. From what she could tell, all the groomsmen and bridesmaids were here. Everyone except Barry. No one was seated at the large L-shaped table. Rather, people were mingling around the room. Ken, who had been standing at the far end of the room with one of his buddies, a glass of wine in his hand, looked at her with widened eyes.
