Perfectly Shattered by Emily Jane Trent Read Free Book Online

failed to drift off. She tried reading. Often that would help her fall asleep. An hour later, she was thinking more of Bradan than the plot of the novel. After turning off the light, she slipped off her nightgown and, naked against the cotton sheets, Cami gave in to imagining his touch.
    She knew just how he’d smell, and how he’d taste. Even what he would say to her, or what she dreamed he’d say to her. The real thing would have been much better, but that wasn’t going to happen, so she let her fantasy wrap around her until she could satisfy her pressing need. Sighing, relaxed, she fell asleep at last.

 
    Chapter 6
    Convinced her wardrobe was hopeless, Cami texted Brittany for emergency shopping. It didn’t take much arm-twisting, as loving to shop was her friend’s favorite pastime, second only to rock-star encounters. Shopping in downtown Seattle was an experience in itself.
    Between the national retailers and independent boutiques, there had to be a thousand shops. There were an overwhelming number of choices spread throughout the twelve downtown neighborhoods. Being a native of the city, Brittany was not the least bit overwhelmed.
    Rising to the challenge, she led the way, and was certain that within the couple of hours they had that morning the perfect outfit could be scouted. Perfect in Brittany’s estimation and perfect in Cami’s were two different things. A rock star liked his dates in low-cut, tightly fitted tops and skirts that barely covered the butt. But Cami reminded her that she wasn’t trying to give Bradan the wrong impression.
    Since they had limited time, they stuck to the few malls in the core area. An hour into it, still nothing satisfied Cami. Everything was too outdoorsy, too formal, or too risqué for what she had in mind. That was the trouble. She wasn’t sure what she had in mind.
    Finally, they spotted Banana Republic and the motto painted on the window that said: Offers covetable, uncomplicated style . Cami looked at Brittany, who was already heading inside. “Come on. I have an idea.”
    Several outfits later, she squinted at Cami, who modeled a pair of safari pants and a linen shirt. “So what are you looking for?”
    Cami’s shoulders sagged and she let out a sigh. “I don’t know. I just don’t want him to think I’m coming on to him.”
    “Yeah, well, you are going to a lot of trouble to dress to get his attention for someone who’s not coming on to him. Just wear one of your sweaters.”
    “I can’t. I’m lost in those things.”
    “Isn’t that what you want? To have dinner and send him on his way? There’s nothing better than a sweater big enough to swim in. He won’t have any idea what’s under it.”
    “It’s out of the question. I’m going to dress so he will want me.”
    Brittany raised her arms in the air. “But you don’t plan to let him have you.”
    “Exactly. It’s just the idea. It’s one date, and the last thing I want is for him to get the upper hand.”
    “Why do you care?”
    “Because.”
    Brittany looked at her, expecting more.
    Cami looked in the mirror, hoping that suddenly the outfit she wore would look right. “Okay, because I want him to want me, that’s all. As long as we aren’t going to see each other again, I want to end it off with Bradan thinking I’m desirable.”
    Waving her hand toward the dressing room, Brittany took charge. “Okay. Take that off. Let me see what else they’ve got here.”
    After another thirty minutes, Cami settled on some slim pants with a knit top that revealed the roundness of her breasts without flaunting them. Brittany paired it with a trim copper-colored blazer that accented Cami’s green eyes, and some soft leather walking shoes that managed to look feminine.
    “You look…very…cute.”
    Cami laughed. “Cute, huh?”
    “Good cute. There’s good cute and bad cute. This is good cute. Trust me.”
    They were scheduled to cater a business meeting downtown, and had just enough time to