delivered.”
Hugh took Finch’s hand and squeezed it. “Some things have to be done in person.”
They were greeted by a handsome man in a beautiful suit. “Good morning, Mr. Drake. It’s good
to see you again. And you’ve brought your companion, I see. Mr. Finch, it is a pleasure. I’m
Roger, and this is my shop.”
Finch didn’t correct Roger to tell him that Finch wasn’t his last name. “It’s a pleasure, Roger,”
Finch said. “I’ve seen the work you’ve done in the past. It is, I must say, worth every penny.”
“Thank you, sir. Let me take you back to Ashley. It might be my shop, but he’s the genius.”
They were shown into an extremely large private fitting room. There was a low bench to stand
on, presumably to get cuffs the correct length, a few plush chairs to sit in, row upon row of
fabric bolts in a large glass display case, and a wispy little omega who was at least a head
shorter than Finch’s rather average height. Finch could only presume he was the Ashley in
question.
When they entered the fitting room, Ashley swept over, took Hugh’s hands, and stretched up.
Obligingly, Hugh leaned down and let Ashley kiss him on both cheeks. “Darling, you look
positively nummy, but who is this delectable creature you’ve brought me? Could this be the
fabled Finch? Oh, Hugh, he’s so very pretty. I approve. And I do believe you were quite close
in your measurements. Did you spoil the surprise and tell him so you could get them?”
“Not a bit of it, Ashley. I’m just very good at estimating volume and surface area,” Hugh said,
his face a bit pink.
Ashley raked Hugh with an amused glance. “I just bet you are, you naughty boy.”
Finch cleared his throat. He was not at all fond of where this conversation was going. And for
reasons he didn’t quite understand, he longed to push Ashley out a ten-story window.
Ashley went to where Finch stood and eyed him up and down critically. “Yes. We’ll have to
make a few adjustments, I think, but nothing too dire. Just a quick little fix here and there. It
shouldn’t take long at all.”
“Thank you, as always.” Hugh sat down in one of the chairs and looked on expectantly. Finch
had no idea at what until Ashley said, “Disrobe, please.”
Finch stared at him. “Excuse me?”
The omega sighed, sounding put-upon. “How on earth are we to get the final fitting done for