Page 77 of The Dreidl Disaster

“I cannot wait to see you in whatever you get.”

She smiled at his excitement. “I think that deserves a kiss,” she said.

“Your desire is my command,” he replied.

She leaned in, found his lips with hers. She ran her hands through his hair and lost herself completely in the taste and feel of him.

When she broke the kiss and stepped out of the car, she waved back at him before heading toward the door of the shop.

She shook her head as Artur drove away. “Cannot believe I’m here today,” she said.

“I can’t believe that the dress I picked five months ago was retired by the designer, I mean who does that?”

Leah’s long dramatic sigh made Liv feel better, and she hugged her.

“I do have a bone to pick with you,” Liv said.

“Yes. Bones will be picked at brunch, according to my sister,” Leah said, waving at Judith, who was standing in the doorframe of the shop to greet them.

“We’re changing colors,” Judith said with a grin as she ushered them inside. “So we’re picking blue dresses.”

Having received the orders, Liv looked through the dresses the saleswoman who’d been working with them had pulled. Her mission was to find a dress that would highlight her curves, not make her look like a blueberry.

“Why blue exactly?” Leah asked.

“It’s a color that means a great deal to both of us,” Judith said with a smile. “And if we have to change the color, we decided we might as well just have that one.”

Which, as far as Liv was concerned, worked for her. It was a slog for sure, but once she found a few she liked, she pointed to them and asked for them in her size.

“Absolutely,” the saleswoman said as she directed her into a fitting room.

Three dresses later, she’d ranked them and informed Judith of her choice.

“Great.”

When she returned to the fitting room, she got the saleswoman’s attention. “I also need a cocktail dress, for a holiday party I’m attending…”

“Yes,” the saleswoman said excitedly. “I’ll bring a few dresses that will look stunning on you.”

As the saleswoman headed off, the door was kept open by a very familiar pair of fingers. Of course, Naomi was here.

“Yes?”

“I wasn’t here long enough to miss the conversation about cocktail dresses. For the mentorship party?”

Liv glared at her sister. “I’m still mad at you.”

“I understand. You deserve to be angry; I owe you. But the dress is for the mentorship party?”

“Yeah,” Liv said. She turned to her sister. “I’ll need makeup, okay?”

Naomi nodded. “Got it.”

“And considering,” Liv glared at Judith and Leah, as they sat at brunch after the dresses had been ordered and organized, “my mother called me and informed me that your mother had told her I was out with someone, someone needs to fess up.”

“That.” Judith said, shaking her head. “It wasn’t Ash, because I told him he needed to keep his mouth shut around my mom.”

Leah sighed. “I think it was Samuel because he got a random text from Isaac Lieberman when we were at my parents’ for something on Sunday, and he asked me why Isaac was excited he met you…which meant story time. So that’s on me.”

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