Everything You Need: Everything For You Trilogy Book 1 by Bailey Orla

Author:Bailey, Orla [Bailey, Orla]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pomifera Publishing
Published: 2015-05-03T07:00:00+00:00

“There’s a collection?”

“Mr Keogh ordered business suits and daywear. Did you not know of this?”

Her surprised tone irritates me which is unfair of me, I suppose but I’m not admitting to her this has landed as a complete bombshell. “Oh, the business suits. I’d quite forgotten about them.”

I agreed to let Jack mentor me for four weekends and I only did that this morning. How dare he think he can dictate what I wear to work? I feel like marching right back outside and having it out with him but I can hardly do that now I’ve pretended to Meredith I know all about it.

I’m as irritable as a wasp trapped in a preserve jar. It’s unfair of Jack to presume so much. One minute he pays me a compliment and the next, he practically demonstrates I’m way out of my depth. I’m so not in the mood to accept there may be some truth in the clothes thing despite having seen how imposing Jack himself appears in his smart business attire. The gown is eased over my head and returned to the hanger.

“I’ve ordered a lovely range of lingerie too.” She opens a glass fronted drawer removing tissue-paper covered, coffee-and-cream silk and lace panties as far removed from my cartoon stretch cottons as it’s possible to imagine. Cutting the ribbons attaching the labels she hands them to me along with a beautiful matching deep lace scalloped bra. “Many women don’t realise how essential it is to start with the right foundation garments.”

“Yet men seem to think it’s essential they end up in them,” I scoff, staring at the sexy stuff Jack has ordered. We glance at each other and smile knowingly. But honestly? He thinks it’s okay to buy my knickers now?

“If you don’t like that set there are plenty more.”

“They’re incredible.” So I suppose it wouldn’t hurt just this once...

As I change, she draws back a dust cloth from a hanging rail to reveal quite a number of outfits. Selecting a sharp black pant suit, she holds it up for me to see.

“I ordered from a wide range of designers as I wasn’t sure of your tastes. I have the usual Alaia and Armani,” she says, replacing those garments and sifting through the rest of the rail. “You’ll love this season’s Stella McCartney. The Chanel is delightfully on trend too. I had these flown in from Paris.” She removes and holds up another item.

I stare at the tailored, lined jacket. Even I can see the sharp cut and designer flair I fail to achieve in the rather old, practical and mass produced clothing I wear into the office. “Are all these meant for me?” I can’t help but gawp at the extensive garment rail.

“As many as you wish to take and as suit your needs. We had better try on for fit.” Meredith hands me a classic white silk blouse.

The jacket I place over the top nips in at the waist and flares over the hips, highlighting the length of the matching tailored trousers.

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