Chapter 20

Irian took the stuff from Dan had brought and headed upstairs. When she came down, her curls that hit her between her shoulders were straightened and resting just below her shoulders and they'd gone from the sun bleached brown it had been to a dark, rich mahogany. She wore light brown contacts that made her face just pop. There was no mistaking her now for the woman she had been fifteen minutes before. Irian Cartwright was officially dead now. The woman that had descended the stairs was Brie Draiman.

David looked at her in disbelief. "WOW!" he said. "Are you kidding me?"

She smiled at him. "Do you like it?"

"No, I love it! You look amazing!"

She giggled. "Glad 'my husband' likes the change."

"Were you being sarcastic?"

She shook her head. "No, I really am glad you like the change, honey."

He held up a finger and motioned her toward him. "Come here."

She bounced down the stairs, and he got to see that she had exchanged the blue jean pants for blue jean shorts. He finally got a good look at her legs and DAMN!!! There was muscle tone, and they were well defined. You could differentiate one muscle from the next. It was fucking amazing. He watched the muscles work as she walked toward him, then she wrapped her arms around his neck. "You wanted something?"

He shook his head. "Sorry, I was just mesmerized again."

"Don't tell me you want legs like mine now too?"

"No, just arms and abs."

She kissed his cheek. "Well, we have to get our asses up in the mornings so that I can whip you into shape for the tour. I'm warning you, you're gonna hate me."

He chuckled. "Not possible."

"We'll see."

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She finally got the leave the house as Brie. She was so excited. Though it was just a trip to the grocery store, she was happy. "Do you mind if I smoke in your truck?" she asked.

"No. Just roll down the window a little. Too much smoke in the cab hurts my eyes. In fact, do you have one of those to spare?"

She handed him a lit cigarette, exhaling out the window. "Here you go, honey."

He took it and took a drag as he drove. "I don't normally smoke. Bad for my voice, but the past couple of days..." he shook his head.

"I know what you're saying. I've been living them right beside you. They've been insane. At least you go a free massage out of the deal", she said with a laugh.

He laughed with her and nodded. "Yeah. Who knew deep tissue would be relaxing?"

Irian/ Brie laughed harder. "I did. I've gotten them before."

"Can you do Shiatsu too?"

"Yeah. Shiatsu, Hot Stone, Hydrotherapy, Chair, Pre- natal, you name it, more than likely I can do it."

He nodded. "Nice. You do realize that you just dug yourself a huge hole, right?"

"I figured as much. Oh, well."