“I don’t think you took my measurements down right.”
Katie Foster turned from side to side in the wall of mirrors. The aqua costume did show off her tanned skin and complimented her blue eyes, but Katie wasn’t so sure about the plunging neckline in the tank style top. The entire costume gave off the illusion of being completely sheer, but the flimsy overlay was backed with a nude lining. The sheer skirt barely covered her round ass. Maybe she should lay off the pints of ice cream…or perhaps Jasper should learn to double check measurements.
Since she’d left her accounting job and was just dancing part-time, those pounds were packing back on. But soon, she prayed, soon she’d open her own amazing studio in Naples and get right back to dancing all day, every day. She just had to wait on approval from the bank for her loan that would cover the building and the renovations that needed done.
Everything took time but she didn’t want to wait much longer. Over the past seven years she’d worked a boring day job that sucked the life out of her. She’d tried to live her life and enjoy the dance aspect, but she’d finally decided to give up the monotony of her office job and fulfill her dream.
“Don’t be absurd.” Jasper’s eyes met hers in the reflection. “You look fabulous in everything and I tailor-made this one with you in mind. The blue, the plunge, the fit. Your body is seriously killer and you should totally show it off.”
She wasn’t sure if she wanted to show off quite so much. Besides, her build was just genetics. Other than dance, she really didn’t do much exercising. Dance had always been her passion and she’d been lucky enough to turn that into a few bucks in her pocket on the days she taught…which is how she’d saved over the past several years to have a down payment ready for the building she wanted renovated.
Now that she was no longer crunching numbers for an accounting firm—thank the heavens for that—she could focus on finally enjoying life and doing exactly what she wanted without answering to anyone else. Well, except the bank. Once her loan went through, of course.
Coming to Mimosa Key was a great idea, though she wasn’t sure what she’d do when she first arrived a month ago. She’d come to think and take a breather since she’d decided to plunge face first into the riskiest move of her life and quit her job.
Aunt Tilly welcomed her and encouraged the dream of opening a dance studio. But now her aunt was off on another of her three-month-long cruises in the Mediterranean and had asked Katie to house sit. Oh, and while she was there, some men would be coming to do some remodeling.
Sure. No problem. Katie didn’t have much else to do until she heard from the bank. Oh, she added images to her Pinterest boards and daydreamed how fabulous her own children’s studio would be, but she had no firm actions to take until this waiting game was over. She’d just embrace the rare carefree time in her life and count down until she fulfilled her goals.
Tippy Toes Children’s Dance Studio would be open and thriving soon…she hoped.
“If I take a deep breath I’m afraid a nipple will pop out.” Katie turned away from the mirror to face Jasper. “Seriously. Next time you make a costume with me in mind, could you allow for the full C cup?”
Also genetics. Her mother had always been busty, yet petite. Between her top and her bottom, this costume wasn’t covering all the necessary parts…at least not in her opinion. If she tugged the top, her ass cheeks hung out, if she adjusted the bottom, the swell of her boobs spilled over. There really was no winning.
Jasper clasped his hands together. “Of course, darling. This is my first costume for you, but I still say it looks perfect. We have double-sided tape which is a staple, you know. Now, leave it on because I want to work on a new dance for the twenty-somethings class I have starting next week.”
“I’ll be thirty next week,” she told him. “And there’s no way I can dance in this. One dip or twist the wrong way—”
“I know, I know.” Those hands waved once again in exaggerated flourish. “I swear, your nipples are in good hands. Just let me get that tape.”
Katie laughed, then adjusted the top of the dress, groaning when the back slid up her rear end. Before she could deliver a proper comeback, though, there was a gentle tap on the door. Katie glanced over her shoulder to the man standing in the open doorway.
Everything in her stilled and she completely forgot about the dress or the upcoming class or even the fact Jasper was in the room searching for tape to keep her boobs tucked away.
No, there was only one man here.
But…it couldn’t be him. It couldn’t.
Nerves and dread curled low in her belly as she stared at her husband. Her ex-husband. When his midnight gaze roamed around the room and zeroed in on her, every bit of the past she’d tried to push in the back of her mind from came rushing back.
Of all places in the world to run into her former husband, she never in a million years would’ve guessed a dance studio in Mimosa Key. What the hell was he doing here? And how were the next few minutes going to go down with this extremely unexpected reunion?