Page 12 of Second Chances

She just knew that he was a good kisser. Not like Brock had been. Oh, at first, she’d been too enamored with him to see his faults, a mistake she wasn’t going to make again anytime soon. That thought had her clearing her mind and refocusing.

Turning, she took the dress down and stepped off the ladder to hand it to the young woman who was waiting in the dressing area.

Then she turned back to Todd.

“Is there anything in particular I can help you with?”

He was still smiling at her as if he knew what she’d been thinking moments before.

“I just stopped by to see if this place is as I remembered it.”

“Well?”

He chuckled. “Yes. With some notable improvements.”

She took the hint that he was talking about her.

“While you’re here, you may want to look at some…” Then something terrible happened. She drew a complete blank as to anything they sold in the store. She quickly glanced around and blurted out the first item she saw. “Oils.” That wouldn’t have been too terrible if she hadn’t pointed to the line of sensual oils Crystal swore by. Olivia felt her face heat.

Over the years, she’d sold a ton of those products and a few others along those lines without batting an eye. But now, here, with this man standing so close to her, hovering over her with his manly muscles and sexy looks, she blushed like a schoolgirl, which had his smile growing.

“Oh?” He walked over and took up the bottle labeled Handi Hand Job, and she closed her eyes as once again her imagination spun to an image of him running his oiled hands over himself slowly.

Damn. She was in serious trouble.

Swallowing her embarrassment, she stepped forward and put on her salesman face.

“This product is infused with hemp to awaken and enhance both your pleasure and hers.” She picked up another bottle labeled Orange Creamsicle. “This is basically the same thing without the hemp. If you don’t go for that sort of thing.”

He turned slightly towards her, the bottle still in his hands. “Do you?”

“Pardon?” she asked, setting the bottle back down.

“Go for this sort of thing?” He waved the bottle in her direction.

Thankfully, she was saved from answering him when the group of girls came out of the dressing area, and she had to ring up their purchases. She knew every single one of them, as they were locals and had been coming into the shop for years. She’d overheard that they were all heading to the beach and had decided to stop in and get new sundresses for the trip. She wished them all fun and told them to drive safely. As they walked out, she realized Todd was still in the store, walking around slowly, looking at other items. Luckily, not the sensual oils and the various toys they had in boxes near the back corner. Most of the items in the store were not sensual.

“Find anything you can’t live without?” she asked lightly as she stopped next to him. His eyes ran over her, and she could tell she’d pushed the sales pitch a little too far. “Are you getting settled in your place?” she asked, not giving him a chance to answer her first question.

“It’s getting there.” He nodded. “Crystal opened up a massage and yoga studio?” He motioned to the flyer he held in his hands.

“Yes, classes run daily.”

“Have you taken any classes yourself?”

“Sure, I take the early morning classes on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Sundays. Are you thinking of taking yoga?”

He tilted his head and ran his eyes over her. “Maybe. I guess it depends.”

“On?” she asked when he didn’t continue.

“Do I have to wear tights?” he asked, causing her to smile.

“You’re free to wear whatever you want. Some men wear gym shorts. Others wear those.” She motioned to a rack filled with men’s yoga pants.

He walked over and took a pair of bright rainbow yoga pants from the rack. “Not really my style.” He held them up.

“They come in different colors.” She pulled out a pair of black ones. “Something tells me you’d be more comfortable in black.” She held them up for him.