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This is hitting a little close to home, but I have always wondered… “Sure. I can do that for you.” At least this way I don’t seem pathetic.
“And this is a good one for Jean.” Alice thrusts a bagged dress into Jean’s chest.
Jean whispers something to Alice, but Alice shoos her to a changing room.
“I’m going to get out of this before something happens to it!” Aubrey shouts since I’m on the other side of the store with Ashlyn now.
She sorts through a few dresses and then hands one to me. “Here you go.”
“Are you sure?” I ask because she didn’t seem too keen on the idea at first.
“Absolutely. Would you mind if I took a picture or two?”
“As long as they stay right here.”
She laughs. “Of course they will.”
I take the dress and change.
When I’m done, Aubrey zips me up. “It looks gorgeous on you.” Her gaze washes over my body. “Seriously, Calista, it’s like it was made for you.”
My hands run down the satin mermaid-style dress that barely puffs out at the bottom. The simplicity suits me. No beads or stones, just fabric tucked and stitched, accentuating my curves. “It’s a beautiful dress.”
“You can’t keep her all to yourself. Come on out,” Alice shouts to us.
Aubrey opens the door and I step out, walking down the hallway. I step up on the pedestal, and Jean walks out at the same time.
“Seriously, Alice?” Jean holds her arms out to the side.
Her dress is like one big puff. Puffy skirt, puffy arms. The frail older woman looks as if she’s playing dress-up.
“This is ridiculous!” She stomps away and slams the door of the fitting room.
“Grandma, you better make that right,” Aubrey says.
Alice stomps down the hallway, and I hear heavy whispering.
Ashlyn appears with a veil and a camera. She holds up the veil. “Do you mind?”
Aubrey snags it from her. “She doesn’t.”
“Why do I feel like a dress-up doll?” I ask, staring at myself in the three-way mirror.
Aubrey steps on the stool next to me and clasps the veil in place, after which Ashlyn takes a couple pictures from different angles.
“I would’ve done my makeup a lot nicer today had I known.” I smile at Ashlyn.
The door dings that someone has come into the shop and Ashlyn calls, “I’ll be right with you.” She continues to snap pictures.
“I’m here to make sure it’s safe for Decl—” Rylan appears through the maze of white dresses. Our eyes catch in the mirror and whatever he is saying dies on his lips.
His gaze coasts over my body and my nipples pebble under his attention. His tongue slides out of his mouth, and he licks his bottom lip, his eyes never leaving mine.
“What is it?” Aubrey asks, but Rylan doesn’t bother answering. He steps forward but stops again. Aubrey waves her hand in front of his face. “Earth to Rylan.”
“Is this the biter?” Ashlyn asks.
“In the flesh, but usually he talks.” Aubrey continues to wave her hand.
