tire trailer she grew up in. Mirrors covered every wa

ssing room, typing on his phone while three sales assis

ep, midnight blue silk. The tag dangled against he

r against her skin. It fit perfectly, hugging her

invisible zipper. It was stiff. She strai

i

ate fabric had wedged itself deep into the teeth of t

to use the hook to pry the fabric loose, twisting her body to get a better angle in the mirro

rom outside. "Mr. Sterling is on

ara called out, her voic

marble floor outside.

harp. "Why are we still here

l outfit, sir. Tak

rap against the door.

still wrestling with the

an said, his voice devoid of patien

idn't want a stranger touching

ncy and breach the door myself," Julian warned. He sounded li

oyance as she reached for t

immediately filling the small space. He cl

d and cold air-overwhelmed

shoulders down the curve of her spine to where t

idn't make a snide comme

her gloves, tossing th

und," he

like a trapped bird. She exposed her back to him,