Sheri Richter discovers her late father was an embezzler, cheating one of his largest clients, Logan Enterprises. Casey Logan shows up at her office with an unreasonable demand. Will she accept his plan to merge companies and enter into a loveless marriage? She has to admit on meeting Casey, the sparks of attraction fly between them, but is this enough to make a success of marriage between them. More
At six, Sheri stepped from the bath and walked into her bedroom. As she opened her closet, her gaze swept the gowns hanging beneath the plastic wrappings. The red dress caught her eye. She thought back to how she'd looked when she had worn it one evening.
Slits on both sides of the gown reached to her curved thighs and the low-cut bodice revealed far too much of her cleavage. She smiled knowing that the dress wasn't a very good choice for a dinner date. It looked more like something a prostitute would wear. The gown had been a gift to her from one of her flamboyant cousin's and not really her choice in clothing.
She reached for it, but pulled her hand back as if something burned her. Staring at the brilliant colored dress, she reached for it after several seconds. As she laid it across the bed, she had doubts about what she was doing.
A demon prodded her on as she slowly unwrapped the dress and began slipping it on. She smiled again remembering the shocked look on her parent’s faces when she'd worn it to a social gathering. Well, Casey Logan, I’m going to give you a little surprise tonight.
Sheri piled her hair neatly into ringlets on top her head and let a few wisps hang along her neckline adding a sexual look to her appearance. A pair of red heels showed the tan on her legs to advantage. She decided she needed more make up to suit the outrageous style of the dress. She picked out a shawl that would match in color and slipped it across her shoulders. The long lacy garment covered the dress discreetly. After doing one final check in the mirror, she started the walk down the stairs to wait for Casey
As she reached the bottom step, the doorbell rang and she opened the door to find the subject of her thoughts looking in at her. Sheri quickly hugged the shawl tightly around her concealing her clothing beneath.
Her gaze did a quick inventory of his sun-streaked hair, combed neatly in place, the superb gray suit, molded to his athletic body, and the stark white shirt he wore. She hurriedly lowered her eyes as she felt the familiar reaction attacking her stomach at seeing how virile he looked.
"I'm ready to leave.”
"You look beautiful,” he complimented her.
Sheri lowered her eyes as a guilty stain washed across her face. She knew he wouldn’t be complimenting her if he could see the dress under the shawl. He would no doubt march her back into the house to change.
"I made reservations at the club I belong to,” he informed her. “Some of my business associates will be there and I’d like to introduce you."
"You did what?" Her eyes widened in astonishment over his revealing news.