Free Turn The Page (Kissed by A Muse Book 2) by S.K Munt Page B

and then rifled through her suitcase while naked and shivering, instead of getting more mileage out of her robe.
    What can I wear that says: ‘Accidentally sexy but don’t get any funny ideas’ to the concierge, but: ‘I don’t want you and here’s some hard truths’ to the guy who thinks that I want to him to see me as sexy? While looking gorgeous, grown-up, above him- and effortlessly sexy, of course?
    Leigh groaned, pulling out clothes one by one and writing off every combination, before settling on her favourite skinny blue jeans, her black leather boots, which slouched and bunched to her calves, and a black sleeveless turtleneck that made her bust look bigger than it was, without showing any needy cleavage. She added a black leather belt to drape low on her hips and hide some of her bow-leggedness that her mother swore was in her head, telling herself that she didn’t have the rock-god on her mind when she chose the only studded thing she owned, and then towel-dried her hair before pulling it up into a high ponytail. She even added a bit of make up afterwards, and by the time she had her glasses on and her things re-packed, she was able to look into the mirror with a small smile of approval, and nod at the slightly preppy, slightly hip and slightly nerdy blonde squinting back at her.
    I’ll never be Vogue, but vague suits me just fine!
    Leigh turned away from her reflection before she could compare herself to the ethereal, boho and uber -stylish heroine from the novel she’d come to connect with. She would have liked to have the kind of willowy figure that suited the floaty, low cut and sophisticated dressed that Kylie had worn in The Hardest Fall, but that wasn’t her, and even if she’d been built like a dancer/ runway model, Leigh didn’t know how to braid very well, and her hair would never stay in a bun, boho or not.
    Besides, it’s FREEZING here, and windy! No way would Kylie have been wearing open dresses and heels while she flitted about the falls and fell in love with Ryan! You lied, Kathryn Praser, but you stole my heart with that lie, so I forgive you...
    Once she was dressed, Leigh took a few minutes to carefully re-pack her bag, making sure that she’d put everything back and in order, before tidying up the suite. It was quarter past nine by the time she was done, but she felt collected again- and her excitement had returned too.
    Humming to herself and avoiding making eye- contact with the expensive breakfast menu, Leigh reached for the iPad next and unwrapped it before plugging it into the weird socket in the wall, no adapter required because the plug that had come with it was the American kind. It booted up quickly, and she clapped her hands together when the Internet bars blinked to life.
    ‘Data included! Thank you not-Ryan!’ Leigh immediately pulled up Safari and logged into her blog, her breath catching when she saw how many impatient and borderline-angry messages she had, before switching to her Facebook. She quickly typed a reassurance to her mother, mentioning then fact that she had her passport back and all was well and that she’d call after she’d seen some sights, copied and pasted the same: ‘I am SO sorry to keep you hanging but you would not believe what I’ve been through!’ message to the fans she knew only as fans, and then updated her status to: ‘Oops guys! I’ve been so lost in the beauty of this place and my suite that I forgot about my actual life! More later- after I get lost in a mall and find an iPad to replace the one I dropped!’ with a sad emoticon after it, followed by a happy one to demonstrate her hopelessness and optimism for a less taxing day.
    When Facebook was handled, Leigh went back to her blog and typed a quick entry, glancing up at the clock every now and then and groaning when she saw how quickly the McSeconds were ticking by.
    ‘Hey guys! Salutations from Niagara Falls! I know you’re ready to un-subscribe thanks to my poor work ethic but