While Willa looked around her with wide-eyed interest, Max looked at her, finally seeing all that had been hidden, first under her work apron, then under jeans and her winter coat. The clinging fabric of the dress swept down her body, revealing a silhouette that was charming, perfectly proportioned and very sexy. The scooped neck of the dress only hinted at cleavage and left the long sweep of neck bare and unadorned. Her shoes worked with the dress, though they were at least a couple of seasons out of date. But then so was the dress.
A few of the women, passing through the entry, paused to look down their noses at her, but as far as he could tell, she didn’t notice or didn’t care.
Max touched her shoulder, his hand grazing bare skin. Was it just anticipation that made her skin seem like
