the spasticity in Cindy’s elbow, wrist and fingers made daily tasks like eating, dressing, writing and manipulating objects difficult, but they’d learned to cope best they could. Countless occupational therapy sessions had seen to that. And the ongoing physiotherapy to prevent deforming contractures made Liza eternally grateful for the job she’d had for the last few years.
After tonight, not anymore.
Having Wade clearly articulate what he wanted impressed her. Scared the bejeebies out of her, but definitely impressed her.
‘Want to talk about the crappy six months or the business?’
‘Hell no,’ he said, loosening the knot on his tie and unbuttoning the top button of his shirt to reveal a hint of deliciously tempting tanned skin. ‘The only reason I’m in Melbourne is to sort all that stuff out, but considering I arrived this morning it can wait ’til tomorrow.’
‘Then why show up at the party at all?’
‘Because sometimes we have to do things we don’t want to.’
His frown reappeared and she had a feeling he did a lot of that. He’d been frowning when she’d first seen him on the balcony, deep in thought, incredibly serious. It was what had made her approach him. Because she used to look like that all the time when she didn’t have her game face on, the one she donned along with her make-up before a public appearance.
She’d frowned a lot over the years, worrying about Cindy. About her care long term should anything happen to her, about her sister’s health, about her financial security.
The latter had driven her to go to great lengths. Heck, she’d tolerated posing as Henri Jaillet’s girlfriend for twelve months when most people couldn’t stand longer than a few minutes in the egotistical soccer star’s presence.
But those days were over. She’d invested wisely over the years and tomorrow, when her investment matured, financial security would give her the peace of mind she needed to get more carer help, leaving her more time to sort out her own future.
Why wait until tomorrow?
The thought wasn’t exactly out of left field. She wouldn’t be sitting here if she hadn’t already contemplated celebrating her newfound freedom tonight.
But how did this work? She couldn’t take Wade home; she’d never expose Cindy to that unless the guy meant something to her. Even Jimmy had hardly visited and she’d known him since high school.
Though that had been more due to Jimmy’s unease around Cindy than not wanting to see her. She hadn’t pushed the issue with him, content to protect Cindy from any vibes she might pick up from Jimmy. But it had hurt, deep down, that her boyfriend wasn’t more open-minded and didn’t care enough about her to accept Cindy as part of the package while they dated.
‘Another drink?’
She shook her head. ‘No thanks. After the champers I had upstairs, any more of this and who knows what I’ll do?’
‘In that case, maybe I should insist you try every martini mixer on the menu?’
She smiled, glad his frown had disappeared, but a little intimidated by his stare, the probing stare that insisted there was intention behind his teasing quips.
‘You could try, but you’d have to carry me out of here.’
‘Not a problem. I have a suite upstairs.’ He winked. ‘You could recover up there.’
Guess that answered Liza’s question about how she’d go about celebrating with Wade.
The old Liza would’ve laughed off his flirtation and changed the subject.
The new Liza who wanted to kick up her heels for the first time in for ever? Surely she couldn’t pass up an opportunity like this?
‘Is that an invitation or a proposition?’
‘Both,’ he said, capturing her hand between his, the unexpected contact sending a buzz shooting up her arm. ‘Am I in the habit of picking up women I barely know at parties? No. Do I invite them back to my place? Rarely.’
He raised her hand to his lips and brushed a soft kiss across her knuckles, making her yearn for more. ‘Am I hoping you’ll say yes to spending the night with me? Absolutely.’
Liza had a decision to make.
Do the sensible thing, the responsible thing, as she’d done her whole life.
Or celebrate her new life, starting now.
‘Do I accept offers to spend the night from guys? No.’ She squeezed his hand. ‘Have I had a one-night stand before? Never.’ She slid her hand out of his. ‘Do I want to spend tonight with you?’
She took a steadying breath and laid her hand on his thigh. ‘Absolutely.’
THREE
LIZA LITHGOW’S STYLE TIPS
FOR MAXIMUM WAG WOW IMPACT
The Shape
The key to WAG wow is making the most of what you have.
Learn how to show off your best assets and how to visually change the body parts you’d rather hide.
Always, always, dress to suit your shape.
PEAR
1 Wear dark colours on the lower half of your body.
2 A-line skirts that skim the hips and bottom are flattering.
3 Accessorise with scarves, necklaces and earrings to draw attention to the upper half of your body.
4 Avoid light coloured trousers or anything too tight on your bottom half.
BUSTY
1 Go for flattering necklines with tops and dresses: turtlenecks, shirt collars, boat necks, V necks.
2 Go for high-sitting necklaces as they draw the gaze up.
3 Avoid baggy tops with no shape as they can make you look heavier and avoid anything too tight across the chest.
SHORT
1 Dresses ending above the knee are best.
2 Wear fitted tops and trousers (straight or bootleg).
3 Avoid cropped length pants as they make legs look shorter.
TALL
1 Wear different colours top and bottom to break up the illusion of length.
2 Wear horizontal stripes.
3 Wear well-fitted layers that skim the body.
4 Adding a wide belt can help create a nice shape.
5 Avoid
