"I'm going to package these for you. Would you like them sent to your hotel?" Della asks.

"Yes, please. I'm going to wear this one out." I answer as I run my fingers down the pink silky fabric. The dress is tight at the top and ties around my neck with a little bow in the back. The bottom flares out and comes to mid-thigh. Preston is going to love it. I lean down and slip my shoes back on my feet, but when I stand up my heart stops.

"Rissa," Tomas says, and my body is frozen in place.

"What ...