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his coat. A man of medium
height with steel gray hair impeccably styled approached them.
    "Can I help you?" he asked, smiling, his palms joined
together in front of his chest.
    "We need to outfit my…uh…friend, here with some
dressier clothes. He's Colin Andrews, Grey Andrews' brother. I
believe Mr. Andrews called this morning?" Leah flashed a
thousand-watt smile at the man.
    "Of course. Right his way. Let's start with a good
sports coat and slacks, shall we?"
    "Divine," Leah said, putting her hand on Colin's
forearm and guiding him along after the salesman.
    "My name is Stan Michaels."
    "I'm Leah Golden, Stan…a pleasure," Leah held out her
gloved hand to the salesman, he raised it to his lips.
    Stan turned to lead them up a flight of stairs. Leah
put her finger to her lips. Colin grinned at her, stifling a laugh.
The store was empty at ten thirty in the morning. Leah located a
comfortable chair, draping her coat over the back. A pair of
chocolate brown wool pants hugged her hips then flared to boot cut.
Her gold top was long-sleeved, stretchy and low cut. A slender
chain with a gold heart hung on her chest just above her breasts.
She had a chunky bracelet thick with gold hearts of differing sizes
that clinked melodiously whenever she moved her left arm. Her
shoulder-length hair was tied back in a no-nonsense ponytail. A
lovely orange and brown print scarf hid the elastic keeping her
hair neat. The faint scent of gardenia drifted from her.
    "Let's start with sports jackets. Every man needs a
navy blue jacket…lightweight wool, I think…Colin, do you perspire a
lot?"
    He blushed a bit before answering.
    "Like most guys, I guess."
    "Good. Lightweight wool. And slacks, say…gray and one
in camel. Also lightweight wool…are you allergic to wool?" Leah
turned to address Colin.
    "Don't think so. Don't like itchy stuff, though."
    "I'll be right back."
    Stan hurried away, his highly-polished black loafers
gliding across the thick carpet soundlessly. Colin shifted his
weight from foot to foot.
    "We'll try the jackets first, then the pants. Once
you have a jacket that looks good…"
    But she could hardly finish her sentence before Stan
had returned.
    "I took the liberty of adding camel and a charcoal
herringbone to the jacket selection. Noticing the young man's
coloring, I thought camel would be especially appropriate," Stan
shot a shy smile at Colin and nodded slightly to Leah as he hung
several garments on a rack.
    "How right you are," Leah flashed him a wide
grin.
    He plays for the other team. He's flirting but
Colin doesn't even know it. She hid a smile behind her
hand.
    Colin deposited his coat on an empty chair and put on
the first navy blue blazer.
    "Button it, only one button, darling," Leah cooed,
rising out of her chair.
    She moved over to him and stared at his torso, sizing
up the fit of the jacket. She motioned for him to turn around. When
his back was facing her, she noticed a slight pull in the fabric,
so she moved up to him and ran her hand across his shoulders from
left to right. He flinched a bit at her touch.
    "A shirt. Stan he needs a dress shirt. Can't tell
about the fit with a t-shirt on."
    "Right away…Miss, uh…Miss…"
    "Golden, Leah Golden."
    "White?"
    She nodded.
    "I'd say he's a…" Stan closed one eye as his gaze
scanned Colin's torso, "sixteen and-a-half, thirty-five?"
    "Think so," Colin said.
    Before Colin could turn around twice in front of the
mirror, Stan was back and unwrapping a fresh dress shirt.
    "T-shirt off!" Leah ordered, waving her hand at
him.
    Colin handed the sports jacket to Leah and ripped his
t-shirt over his head exposing a well-muscled chest covered lightly
with dark brown hair. Was Stan's gasp as loud as
mine? She coughed to cover her delight at seeing his fine
physique. Her fingers itched to touch him.
    "Something wrong?" Colin questioned, his mouth drawn
into a frown.
    "Shirt, Stan!" Leah commanded before sucking on her
lower lip and balling her hand into a fist to keep her