Page 35 of Sheltered by the Lawman

“Fine. I have another pair.” She hurried back into the closet and presented Monica with a longer pair, but they still could be classified as short.

“I’m not sure—”

“Honey, if I had a body like yours, I’d be sporting fitted clothing every day.”

“Are you kidding?” Monica couldn’t believe her ears. “You could be a model with your flawless skin, gorgeous smile and height.”

“Thank you, but I’m more of the gun packing, rope swinging, hog-tying type if you haven’t noticed. I’m afraid I’m allergic to photo-shop.” She dropped the clothes in Monica’s lap. “Now go change. We don’t want to miss the first rider.”

A few minutes later, Monica came out of the bathroom and looked at her reflection in the full-length mirror, then at Kiersten who was sprawled out on her bed. Her feet were up in the air and she was swinging them back and forth. She bounced off the bed and whistled through her teeth. “Girl, just as I said, you have more curves than a backroad. You look amazing.”

Tugging the shorts down her thighs, she shrugged. “Are the shorts supposed to fit like this?”

“Yes, but...” Kiersten swept over and grabbed the hem of the shirt, undid a few buttons and tied the material. By the time she was done working, a sliver of Monica’s stomach was exposed. “There. Now you look like a country girl. How are those boots? Do they fit?”

“Perfectly.” She did like the boots. “I don’t think I have the shape—”

“Don’t be ridiculous. You look like you fit in. No one will have any clue that you don’t live around these parts. But first…” She reached for the straw hat from the hook on the wall and planted it on Monica’s head. “Now that completes the look. Cull will jump right out of his boots when he sees you.”

A part of her wanted to remind Kiersten that she wasn’t trying to get Cull to jump out of anything, but again, thinking of Cull getting excited over her did amazing things in her lower belly.

Turning, Monica sighed. “Thank you for the invite, but I don’t think I can go.”

“Why? Do you turn into a pumpkin at midnight?” Kiersten teased.

Darting a glance to the floor, she brought her chin up to meet Kiersten’s soft blue eyes. “Because I’m nervous. I haven’t been away from this ranch since I arrived. Not knowing who I am…” She couldn’t finish.

“Honey, I know it must be a scary thing and I’m not a doctor, but something tells me that just because you’ve lost your memory doesn’t mean you have to hide away in the middle of nowhere. And what if this is exactly what you need to trigger some memories?”

“I see your point.”

“Of course you do, because it’s logical. You must get out and experience things to help gain back memories. No worries. You’ll be with the Cade clan and we’ll keep you safe.”

No more denying herself the pleasure of some evening fun. She even allowed Kiersten to do her makeup and hair although it would be hidden under a hat.

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