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Inside, I strip out of my work clothes and slip on the black dress. It’s actually beautiful and fits well. I open the door and showRena.
“Perfect for a board meeting. Now the others.” She nods toward the two hanging on the hook, folding her arms. “I’m not letting you out until you trythem.”
“Fine. But give me a few inches. I can’t do it with you breathing down myneck.”
Rena heads back out to thefloor.
I turn to the red dress. It’s sleeveless with a scoop neck and totally fitted, with a back zipper that ends dangerously low on my hips below a keyhole cutout mid back. I like my clothes a little edgy, but classic enough to last too. This checks the boxes and is a boldcolor.
The cut pushes the envelope more than I normally would for work though.But maybe with a jacketovertop…
The zipper getsstuck.
I knew this was a size too small, and it’s probably three hundred dollars worth ofhardware.
“Excuse me,” I call out thedoor.
I try to work the zipper free, but only end up morestuck.
A knock comes at the door, and I pull itopen.
It’s not the saleswoman or Rena. It’s someone who has no business in the change rooms of a women’s boutique, and looks disarmingly at home herenonetheless.
Ben’s wearing a charcoal suit, shirt open at the collar and tie gone. His messy hair falls into his face at the front, those magnetic eyes boring intomine.
“I told you we need to talk about tomorrow night. I saw Rena through the window.” He pushes inside and shuts the door afterhim.
I fold my arms over my chest, trying to hide the fact that my entire back and part of my ass are hanging out of thisdress.
“Tris suspects this is bullshit. The best way to quash it is to go outtomorrow.”
I press a hand to my face. “Remind me why house music and plastic cups and sticky floors areimportant?”
“They’re not. Making everyone believe we’re together so you can land Vane is important. If we don’t sell my brother on it, there’s no way anyone else will buyit.”
I groan silently, reaching behind me to try the zipperagain.
The second my hands move, Ben’s gaze swoops down to take me in. It’s chased by a low sound of appreciation that has the hairs on my neck lifting. “You wear this, Richard Vane is going to be demanding you handle the publicity for your wedding—to oneanother.”
“Rena made me try this on for kicks.” The zipper doesn’t budge, to my growing dismay. “But the damn thing isstuck.”
Ben doesn’t share my concern. “Turn.”
I do, then feel his hands brush my back. I fold my arms over my chest. Damn it’s cold in here, because my nipples are gettinghard.
“Tris is just one of many people we need to convince. It’s not as if everyone will immediately believe we’re together,” I go on, mostly for something to say as his hands stroke up myback.
Ben finally gets the material free, letting out a sound oftriumph.
“Hey, Daisy!” Rena’s voice comes from the other side of the door, and I freeze. “Let’s see the otherdresses.”
Shit.I try to convey to Ben to be quiet, and he stills too, but there’s a glint of mischief in hiseyes.
She goes on, "I always wondered if you and Ben were secretly fucking. I’ve seen that flirty little smile you give him. The one you don’t give anyoneelse.”
My eyes squeeze shut.Strike medead.
I can’t see him, but I feel his attention on me. Is he smug?Shocked?
