Page 16 of Wardrobe Malfunction

“No kidding.” She laughs, swatting me on the ass.

“Hey! Sexual harassment!” I call out with a laugh.

She shakes her head, laughing. “Come on, I’ll show you the trailer and introduce you to Logan.”

We walk over to the trailer. I follow her inside. It looks just like all other wardrobes I’ve worked in, nothing different.

Except for the hottie over by the table, who’s sewing a button on a Marc Jacobs blazer.

“Logan, I’d like you to meet Charly.”

He snaps off the thread and puts the blazer down. “Hey, Charly. Good to meet you.”

He stands up to shake my hand. I’d say he’s about five-eleven, and he has a lovely face, dark eyes, and jet-black hair. Best of all, he’s dressed in a snappy suit. I love a man in a suit.

“I love your top,” he says.

I glance down at it. I’m wearing my black You Can’t Sit With Us cropped tank. It’s my favorite. I love it. I teamed it with my ripped Gucci jeans that I got at a seventy percent off sale and my Zara wedges. My hair is down, and my makeup is light. I’m rocking the basics, if I do say so myself.

“Thanks. Love your suit. Tom Ford, this season, right?”

“Right.” He smiles.

I hear a phone beep, and then Ava’s saying, “Shit. I’ve got to go pick up Natasha’s dresses. I forgot they’d be ready this morning. Charly, will you be okay if I disappear for a bit?”

“Sure”—I wave her off—“I’ll be fine.”

“Don’t forget that Vaughn is coming in at ten thirty.”

“Ten thirty. Got it.”

I watch her disappear out the door we just came in through.

“I need to get this jacket to Marcus—supporting cast actor,” Logan explains, “and see if it’s right this time. I might be a while. He can be…tricky.”

“Gotcha. No worries. I’ll just familiarize myself with this place.”

Then, Logan’s gone, and I’m alone.

I have a look around, finding where everything is. I locate Vaughn’s clothes on the rail, so I get them off and set them up on the table. I get my sewing kit all ready.

And then I’m good to go, with time to kill.

Honestly, I’m feeling a little nervous.

Of course I’ve worked with actors before, but this is Vaughn West.

He’s a huge star.

And gorgeous.

I decide to do some work on my latest design. I pull out my sketchpad from my handbag, set my cell on the table, and start my playlist. I open my pad at the drawing I’ve been working on this past week.

It’s a wedding dress. Strapless bodice encrusted with crystals and a lace ribbon stitched under the breast with the ends of the ribbon set with crystals as well. I just can’t decide on the skirt. It’s been bugging me all week.

Madonna’s “Dress You Up” starts to play on my phone.

I love this song! It’s my anthem.