Taming My Cold Husband
"I am indeed Mrs. Blackwood," Penelope replied, smiling as she admired Leslie's beauty. It wasn't the subtle type of beauty—no, hers screamed supermodel, stepping right out of a magazine or photoshoot. Her personality was timid and a tad shy, though. Penelope wondered if Leslie even realized how pretty she was herself.
"We've been assigned to update your wardrobe. I just need to get your correct measurements, though Mr. Blackwood already gave us a scale, and from the looks of it..." she said, giving Leslie an appreciative glance.