CHAPTER 12

“What we really need is to see what you look like beneath all those blankets, I can't get an idea for a style that will suit you without gauging your...assets.”

The woman that spoke to Tal was a little older, nearing forty, perhaps, with heavy chestnut curls that she piled artfully on her head. Her face was one of beauty and energy, her smile lit the green of her eyes almost as much as the eyes of