Scent of a Woman. Jo Leigh

treated Peter made her want—

      Yes. Okay. Despite her hedonistic attitude toward the stranger named David, she did want to be part of a couple. And who knows? Maybe, one day, she’d find her other half.

      In the meantime, there was no reason she couldn’t have a good time. Many good times.

      She closed her eyes and pictured David. Particularly his luscious lower lip. It was only Friday. Many, many days to go before Wednesday. Thank God she had to work on Monday. That would help. Tuesday, however, would be completely focused on wardrobe selection, hair removal, facial and fantasy selection.

      A tremor shot down her back as heat filled her cheeks. Luckily for her, Nicky Silver turned to her just then, and she could pretend her flushed demeanor was because of the play.

      When she’d finished their brief talk, she found Peter staring at her. “This is someone different,” he said. “Isn’t it?”

      She opened her mouth to deny it, but even she couldn’t tell that bold a lie. “Yeah.”