Prim And Improper. Liz Ireland

a quick glance down was enough to show that her breasts, beaded erectly against the wet and chill, were almost fully visible through the damp covering.

      Horrified, Louise darted her eyes around the room, frantically searching for a hiding place to dash off to. Caleb’s kitchen was so stark, so tidy, she felt as exposed as a dance-hall girl on a brightly lit San Francisco stage. Yet she couldn’t just stand there with Ty gawking at her forever!