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I consider saying that’s unnecessary, but the truth is there are different rules for dealing with people like theVanes.
Dressing like a badass entrepreneur is something I learned since college, but this is a next-level gig. A tailored dress and pumps from Macy’s won’t cutit.
“Okay.”
We meet at a boutique on Fifth Avenue. On my way there, my phonebuzzes.
Ben:We need to talk about Tris’s birthday tomorrow. He has a booth at this club. We should make anappearance.
Imake a face.
Daisy:Not my scene oryours.
Ben:He doesn’t believe we’re together.Darling.
The pointed endearmentdoesn’t escape me. We acknowledge the importance of Tris buying us as a couple. If he doesn’t, this thing is anonstarter.
Daisy:Can we talk tonight? I’m kind of in the middle ofsomething.
Ben:Where areyou?
Itexthim back the intersection, then shove the phone away as I see Rena waiting for me inside the doors of theboutique.
“I’m sure I could have borrowed a dress from you,” I insist as I glance at one of the mannequins. “I don’t need to spend”—I lift one of the tags, and one of my eyebrows lifts with it—“four thousand dollars on adress.”
She stops me on the way to the door. “It’s aninvestment.”
There is something to be said for looking thepart.
“I appreciate what you and Kendall are doing by helping with other clients while I pursuethis.”
She flips her chic ponytail, her mouth curving. “Come on, fearless leader. This will be a huge win for Closer. I’d say you can buy drinks when you land Vane, but you always seem toanyway.”
“Oh, you’ll be getting more than drinks,” I promise. Like a bonus, which I’m sure she and Kendall could both use, even though it’s not the reason they work with me. But I’m keeping that a surprise fornow.
Rena tilts her head toward a rack. “Good. Now, tell me you’re taking your newboyfriend.”
I pull up. “What did youhear?”
“Ben’s brother texted to ask me if it was true that you and Ben were dating. I told him I’d heardnothing.”
Dammit.
“Well?” sheprompts.
“Well, we are,” I say, holding up a black dress. It’s simple and classic, with exquisite fabric andtailoring.
“Hmmm.” Her eyes brighten as she dodges past me, returning with a red fitted dress that looks three sizes too small. “In thatcase…”
“It’s not inVegas.”
“You’re right.” She grabs a nude onealso.
“There’s no way I’m wearing those in front of clients,” I say as a saleswoman swoops in and collects the black dress from me, plus the other two from Rena before I canprotest.
My colleague smiles sweetly. “In front of Ben, then. Since we’re alreadyhere.”
Rena heads for the change rooms and I hold back agroan.
