"Tell me. Tell me everything. I'm dying to know." They were interrupted by the bell at the door and Aislinn hurried to meet her customer. Keelin wandered the shop and thought about what she had learned. Would this mean thather brother had some sort of power, wait, no Fiona had said it was females only. So, who else in the village had these powers? How many were descendants of Grace? Keelin had a million questions. As more customers came in, she knew the time for questions would be later.
Catching Aislinn's eye, she motioned to the picture and pile of lace. "I'll be back for this. I'm going to go shopping." Aislinn waved her out and Keelin walked up the road towards Gallagher's Pub. It was still early enough that maybe Cait could take a break and go shopping with her. She needed some normalcy in her life.
Keelin found Cait reading the newspaper at the empty bar.
"Psst, can you take an hour? I need an outfit."
Cait jumped up and threw her fist in the air.
"Yes! Girl's day! I need this. I want to make Shane drool. Let's get our nails done too." Quickly throwing the closed sign in the pub window, Cait looked out the door and rubbed her hands together in anticipation. "Where first?"
Keelin laughed at her. "That didn't take much convincing. You lead the way. It appears that I need something to wear on a boat."
"Oh, we are going to sex you up. Let's go." She dragged Keelin down the road towards a small boutique that had dresses on the mannequins in the front window.
"I'm thinking short and tight. That way whenever you step over something on the boat or bend over, he'll drool. You can wear super sexy underwear." Petite Cait obviously didn't have some of the body issues that Keelin had.
"Um, Cait. No. I'm not as small as you. I can't do shortor tight. It's just, well, it shows my tummy and I've got large hips."
Cait turned to Keelin with her mouth open.
"Shut up! You have the perfect hourglass figure. I would die for your curves. I am straight up and down like a little boy. I've always hated girls like you. You can fill out a dress. They hang on me."
"What? I've always hated girls like you. You never have to think about muffin top or if the store carries your size."
They stared at each other and started laughing.
"Okay, let's meet in the middle. I'll go fitted, but maybe longer. I don't need to be showing off my hoo-ha all night."
Cait shrieked in laughter and started pulling dresses.
"Oh, this one is lovely. Try this. It's just the right amount of casual and sexy. Try it, try it." Cait handed her a brilliant red dress that flowed to the floor.
"Red? I never wear red. It won't go with my hair."
"What? Have you tried it? It would be perfect with your eyes and your skin tone. Plus, your hair is more of a blonde than red. Just try it."
Keelin went into the dressing room and eyed the dress. It was certainly out of her comfort zone. Thank God it wasn't strapless, she thought. Sighing, she pulled the dress on over her head, and tugged it down, feeling it bunch on her chest and then hug her waist down over her butt. She turned and looked in the mirror and gasped.
"Let me see!" Cait ripped the curtain open.
"It's…it's..."
"It's stunning. Oh, he is going to fall over when he sees you."
The dress was a curious mixture of loose and tight. It reminded Keelin of the dresses that girls onReal Housewives of Miamiwore. It was beachy, sexy, nighttime and casual all in one. Wide straps covered her broad shoulders and tapered into a deep V in the front, dipping even lower in the back. It hid everything that needed to be hidden and showed everything it should. It was, quite simply, the perfect dress on her. Keelin laughed and watched herself in the mirror. The red brought out a flush in her cheeks and made her hair color pop. She looked alive and sexy.
"Oh, Flynn is going to eat you alive."
Keelin gulped. "Um, maybe this dress is a bit much. I don’t want to give the wrong impression."
"This dress gives all the right impressions, trust me. He's not going to be able to speak all night."
"That's what I'm afraid of."
Suddenly protective, Cait grabbed her arm. "Is this too much? Are you ready for this date? We can find you something else a little more subdued if you want."
Keelin turned and looked at the woman in the mirror. This woman was confident. Sure of herself. Sexy, sensual, and in control. She wanted to be this woman. She could be this woman. She gave herself a small nod.
