Page 78 of Stripping Bare

Lovely. She was about to get almost naked in front of Jonah’s sister and sister-in-law. No better way to get to know the family. She toed off her favorite pair of Stuart Weitzmans and dropped Miss Joan’s sneakers to theground.

Micki stripped down efficiently, revealing a sports bra and a pair of boy shorts emblazoned with the Captain America logo on the rear. She shrugged into her coveralls and zipped themup.

Much as she might want to, Tessa refused to turn her back to change. She slipped off her blazer and slacks to hang them over a hook on the wall, then unbuttoned hershirt.

Micki’s whistle echoed in the cavernous barn. “Holy shit, that is someunderwear.”

For once, Tessa wished she wore cotton bras andpanties.

With an avaricious gaze, Brynne sidled close to Tessa and held out her hand as if planning to check the tags. “Are those LaPerla?”

“No, they’re made by a small company in Atlanta. I…ah…they’re probably overkill,but…”

“But they make you feel like a bazillion bucks,” Brynne said. “Don’t feel guilty for spoiling yourself. Those aredecadent.”

“Good going, Martin,” Micki said. “You’ve just given Brynne a panty-gasm.”

“I won’t rest until I track down the manufacturer and convince them to let La Belle Style sell theirmerchandise.”

Tessa tried to step into her coveralls but her foot became caught. She would’ve face-planted if Micki hadn’t grabbed herarm.

“Bet our boy Jonah is a big fan of their wares, too.” Micki wore a half smile as if waiting for Tessa to confirm ordeny.

Nope. Nottoday.

“I’m not trying to be a nosy witch,” Micki said. “But I love mybrother.”

“Things are complicated rightnow.”

“Life is complicated. Ask any one of the Steele siblings. None of us have gotten our happy ever after without a decent amount ofstruggle.”

Except for Jonah. And Tessa would love to give himthat.

She shoved her arms into the coveralls and shrugged them over her shoulders. She pulled the zipper only to find Micki had been right on. Getting the thing to fasten over her boobs was a struggle. When she finally zipped it to her throat, she looked down to find her chest smashed like apancake.

Brynne chuckled at Tessa’s plight. “Think of it this way. You don’t have to worry about support while you’re running around in thewoods.”

“Enough girly tits and panties bonding crap.” Micki thrust a helmet and gun into Tessa’s hands. “Let’s go kick someass.”