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“What’s our first step?” she asks, glee bouncing in her eyes.
“You’ll need to pick up a cream or white colored long slip to wear under it.” I glance at the photo again. “Then we’ll set up atime for you to come over to my apartment so I can get all your measurements.”
“I can do that,” she agrees with a broad smile. “I asked my mom if she knew where the original dress is, but it’s nowhere to be found. We also don’t have a pattern for it.”
“I don’t need one.” I smile back.
“I knew you’d say that.” She wraps an around my shoulder. “I’ll send you the picture.”
“Yes, thanks,” I say. “I’ll need that.”
“I can’t wait to show my mom the finished dress.” She tilts her head as she taps on the photo to send it to me via text message. “I’ll have to invite her to New York for the unofficial unveiling.”
“I’m sure she’ll love seeing it and you.”
“She will.” She nods. “I miss her, but I’m starting to like this city more and more.”
I get that. When I moved here from Buffalo after graduating high school, I missed the people I loved back home. Thankfully, my brother, Draco, and Astrid both lived in Manhattan and worked together. When Astrid offered me a job to work alongside them, I jumped at the chance. It put money in my hand and since Astrid let me set my own schedule at Vinyl Crush, I was able to devote a lot of time to selling my knitted and crocheted pieces online.
Working with both of them was a dream come true. Draco has since moved back home, but we talk on the phone at least once a week. I do the same with my folks.
“Do you want to tag-along to Dr. Morgan’s office tomorrow when I drop off my thank you note?”
“I can’t,” I answer in a rush. I follow that up with the one word reason I have to bow out. “School.”
It’s not a complete lie. I’ll be busy on campus tomorrow, but apart from that, I’ve seen enough of Dr. Morgan this weekend.
I’m still trying to accept the fact that we had a mind-blowing sexual encounter at a private party two weeks before my twenty-first birthday.
Or at least my mind was blown by it.
He was blown by me.
“I’ll tell him you said hi if I see him,” she offers.
“No, that’s okay,” I follow that with a nervous laugh.
Her eyebrows pinch together. “Why not?”
Because I don’t need him to know that I’m thinking about him.
Since I can’t share the reason with her, I switch the subject to one I suspect she’s fond of. “When you see Saylor again, can you tell her that she’ll have the sweater for Piggie very soon?”
That does its job. Pen beams with a huge grin. “She’ll love that. I can pick it up when you’re done, or I guess if you’re close to the hospital you can drop it off. I’m sure she’d be excited to see you again. I know she’s been bored having to hang around there.”
Since it would take me less than a couple of hours to knit a tiny sweater for her toy, and Dr. Morgan is apparently scheduled to be at his office all day tomorrow, I see a break from school in my immediate future.
“I’ll drop it off along with some coloring books and crayons.”
“You’re the best, Els.” She finishes the last of her drink. “I had no idea on Friday that I’d have a friend like you by the end of the weekend.”
CHAPTER TWELVE
Gaines
Apparently fate has decidedto fuck me over again and again, and now, it’s happened for a third time.
Ironically, repeated fucking is something I would like to be doing with the woman standing outside the door to Daxton Robinson’s hospital room, but she has a boyfriend, and she’s still the cousin of my cousin’s wife. I’ve branded her off-limits and that can’t change.
