Instruction in Seduction by Judy Jarvie Read Free Book Online Page B

man that handsome any amount of chances he wanted. You like him though, don’t you? He’s definitely a good looking plunge into the dating pool.”
    “I do like him.” Yet she was biting her lip and going round in inner circles of thoughts analysis.
    “So why the reservations? I thought you were grabbing life by the neck and making it sing to your new sassy tune?”
    “Maybe I’m just not a sassy saxophone kind of woman. Maybe I’m more sensible, sedate. You think I can play hard ball flirtation with a man like Nick?” Ailsa asked then blew away her hair and sat down beside her friend. “The thing is. I got this letter. Kirsty wrote it for me before she died. It’s a call to action; she thought I needed a new outlook. She said I need dates and told me to transform my outlook and my attitude with men.”
    “Ahhh,” said Lisa, the penny clearly dropping on last night’s antics. “I see. But when push comes to shove you’re worried? It’s all been a front and now you’ve got cold tootsies?”
    “Do you really think I can pull off seducing a piece of Hot Stuff like Nick Gorgeous Guy Palmer? He’s so confident, successful. And it makes me feel unprepared.”
    “You have to believe you can if it’s what you want. You can do whatever you want to do, Kirsty’s right. When I met Andy I knew I wanted to go out with him. I pretty much chased him down. I left him no choice in the end. Fortunately he was attracted or things might’ve got ugly. I won him around in the end.”
    Ailsa laughed and Lisa pulled her to her and gave her an enormous hug.
    “You do want a night of fun with Nick don’t you? That’s what matters? You aren’t committing yourself for life. Just be romanced, enjoy yourself. Play act at being sexy and carefree if needs be. You can do that, surely?”
    “I think so.”
    “Then let’s get to it!” she answered, rubbing her hands together. “Because nothing’s going to make you feel more capable than when you’re standing in front of a mirror looking knock-out. By the time I’m finished with you feeling sexy won’t be a problem. It’ll be holding off the men.”
    On the outside Lisa MacIntosh may be a sensible, serious façade solicitor, when it came to flirty fashion she was a minx who should carry a censorship warning. She could double as a seasoned Celeb Mag Style Columnist if the need arose.
    Lisa got on the case. “You need dressed up but casual. Serious and sweet but sexy. That equals a sharp outfit, high heels and the kind of tailoring that puts hidden ammo on display. And you’ll have to show tiny reveals of underwear; black satin is the favoured choice to cause a man to drool. It drives Andy wild every time.” She chuckled at the memories.
    Lisa threw an ensemble on the bed that looked like it ticked all her boxes so Ailsa figured she’d be okay. It felt like it was all happening too fast; like Cinderella turned Sassy.
    “There’s something else. Any chance you could call up your friend who cuts hair?” She twirled her lacklustre tresses.
    “Surely you aren’t suggesting?” Lisa raised her hands in mock horror.
    But Ailsa had taken note of her sister’s assertions in her letter. She needed a restyle. She was also clueless with kohl and rouge. “I’m going to need your help with make-up later as well. I have a magazine picture that’s sexy and now.”
    Lisa nodded wisely and made the call. No wonder Andy couldn’t keep his hands off her. Lisa linked her arm and led her to her chair at her dressing table.
    Lisa smiled. “I’ve been waiting to do this for such a long time. You are going to look so hot you’ll scorch your own shadow.”
    Ailsa grimaced. But what harm could a few clothes and make-up do? She aimed to realise the resolution after all. Seductresses didn’t do thermal p.j.s. on dates or bad hair days. They looked like they’d stepped out of satin sheets.
    They smiled, took things in their sexy strides. So could she.
    Lisa opened her drawers of beauty