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“Fuck no. I don’t like it, Iloveit. Cress, it’s so perfect. So damn perfect. There are no words for how perfect that dress is.”
“He picked it,” I said softly.
Her smile went big. “Of course he did.” She narrowed her eyes, walking deeper into the living room where she lowered her plate to the glass table separating the sofas, lifting her wine glass. “Are you sure I can’t think about him while I’m fucking my husband?”
“Trini, I love you but I will fight you.”
She rolled her eyes. “Fine. I was kidding.Kind of.”
“If you're sure about this one, I’ll help you out of it and have the original packaged and delivered to the address he gave me.”
“What address did he give you?”
“A condo in Millennium.”
My address.
“Perfect, thank you. But wait, what do you mean the original? This isn’t the original?”
“Original prototype, yes, the one she intended to present to a very high profile celebrity who I cannot name or I’ll lose my job so…”
“Oh shit. You’re a dress thief.”
“In a general sense she is but Kameron hand selected the dresses to present to the client in question. This was one of them. She’s never seen it so she won’t know you stole it from her.”
“See, I’m not a dress stealer.”
“You are by default,” Trini chided before settling on the sofa and digging into her plate. I followed Addison back into the room, she helped me out of the dress, and I slipped back into my own clothes before joining Trini again. While Addison packed up the dresses I finished my first plate and was working on another.
“It was a pleasure fitting you. The dress will arrive by ten a.m. tomorrow. If you have any questions my contact information will be inside the packaging.”
“Packaging?” Trini shook her head smiling. “I can’t believe you’re getting married in an original Kameron Tyler.”
Me either.
“Oh, wait. He won't know which one I picked, will he?”
“No, not unless you want him to. He left a card on file and never asked about pricing.”
“Would you mind not telling him? I know he picked them but of the six, I want the one I chose to be a surprise.”
“You’re the bride-to-be and she always gets what she wants. Your secret is safe with me.”
Not long after Addison was gone, I received a second call.
“So I hear you officially have a wedding dress.”
“I do, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
“Which one did you pick?”
“I’m not telling you. It’s going to be a surprise.”
“I’ve seen them all.”
“You have but you haven’t seen me in them.”
