Knowing it would be another two hours before the meeting ended, she decided to browse the stalls of the crafts market a few blocks away. It was about one P.M. in the afternoon and the sun was bright and hot. Kelee parked the car in one of the shaded empty spaces outside of the plaza. It was not pleasant to get into a car that had been sitting in the naked sun, especially on a hot day downtown. He watched Kelee step from the car. Her shapely legs were perfect in platform cork mules. She wore a flirty short skirt and a midriff T-shirt. Her hair was in a high ponytail off her neck. A small bag was tucked under her arm. She squinted against the bright sun as she made her way towards the craft market. A sweet smile curved his lips. They were right; she was beautiful—and sexy as hell to boot. He watched the sway of her behind as she climbed the few steps to one of the entrances of the building. Kelee paused as her eyes adjusted to the dimmer light of the building. She needed a nice painting for her bedroom and whatever else caught her eye.
