Sunkissed
“In the days since her meeting with Grant, she hadn’t been able to stop thinking of him.
Her wrist loose, she drew long, fluid lines, the full skirt of a gown taking shape.
She was still in the creative phase of her line, and while her current sketch didn’t fit in with the smooth, cultured styles she had already created, it didn’t matter.
Her mind was on her grandmother, on her life.
Mimicking a nurse’s hat, she quickly drew it on the figure. Off the shoulder, the collar ending in points, it was a whimsical expression of a nurse from World War II.
She had designed three other outfits with the same feel, this gown only her latest in a long line of ideas.
She had kissed Grant.
Her stylus paused.
Was it still considered a meeting when you kissed each other? Yes. A meeting, she lectured herself.
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