Real Vampires Don't Wear Size Six (2011) - Plot & Excerpts
At least I didn’t have to worry about Penny. She was busy supervising her move, nervous about her computer and her research. I’d arranged to meet Nathan at ten o’clock near Zilker Park. When the sweet scent hit me, I was going over receipts near the register while my night clerk, Erin, helped a customer. “Not avoiding that full-length mirror, are you, Glory?” Spyte came through the door first. He was a vision in blue tonight. His baby blue satin shirt clung to broad shoulders and did great things for his eyes, which were blue tonight, and his honey blond hair. His navy trousers had a sheen that shouted Italian silk. “Nonsense. I bet she’s already bought one for upstairs. Am I right, Glory dear?” Caryon wore a silver gray suit and black shirt. His tie had a stripe that pulled it all together. The pair drew admiring looks from my female customers. If they only knew . . . “That’s what you wanted, wasn’t it? For me to obsess about my fat butt?” I came out from behind the counter and, yeah, tried not to catch a glimpse of my reflection just visible down one aisle.
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