In Fashion by Jody Klaire

Author:Jody Klaire
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Ylva Publishing
Published: 2018-09-19T01:40:02+00:00

“I’m…” She longed to lean in, right there, and sneak beneath Zoë’s coat. Longed to forget they couldn’t—shouldn’t be so close. “I’m scared.” She meant them, she meant the fact that she hadn’t had a period for over two months, the fact that this fashion show was a big one, the biggest they’d been in.

“Wear it like no one is looking…” Zoë whispered and winked at her, a flush of pure desire in her eyes. “Just me… Wear it for me.”

Even when she’d adored Zoë, it wasn’t enough. She couldn’t feel comfortable. She wanted to, she wanted to be proud of the gorgeous woman who was always there for her…but she couldn’t, and if she couldn’t with Zoë then she never would. No. She blinked the memory away, eyes misting. Lonely was better than breaking someone else’s heart. It was better to stay lonely, yes.

Susannah glared at Zoë, who raised her eyebrows. “How do you wear it like no one is looking in public?”

“By remembering that you have the right to wear what you like.” Darcy resumed pacing, faster. She felt dizzy. “Now get out here!”

Kate shoved open the door—electric-blue evening gown, tapered at the waist to create shape and plunging from string straps to show the contours of a pert chest, out over the hips and down past the knee.

Darcy walked into the clothing rack. It clattered to the floor with a clang, and two cameramen jumped out of the way.

“Okay?” Kate hurried over and stooped to help her only showing off another lacy bra. This time in black. Darcy stumbled upright. Okay? No. Not okay. Kate’s eyes were so close, blooming with colour, the electric blue pulling out touches and flecks. Why did just looking at Kate rip the calm from her? How did it feel so good just to look at her?

“If you still think you are a guy in drag, you need to take my membership away,” Zoë mumbled with an elongated groan.

“And mine.” Blanche let out a wistful sigh.

Darcy couldn’t pull her gaze from Kate, from the gorgeous green eyes, from the smile trying to reassure her, from the warm hand holding her arm. She didn’t care that half the sponsor’s shoddy clothes were on the floor, that Mikey was cheering all by himself for some reason, that Zoë, Blanche, Susannah, and the cameras were riveted to Kate and her. Waiting. “You’re beautiful.”

Kate’s throat flexed—showpiece necklace really would work around the long, elegant neck. Very kissable, too kissable. “I feel…awkward.”

“The heels are too high for you,” she whispered, her tone intimate, her body unwilling to move, to put distance between them. “You’re elegant enough without them.”

Kate smiled, the same smile that had seen her half-naked on top of her own dining table. “I don’t feel too much like a bloke in this one.”

“Because I picked it.” And she’d designed it. Trust Zoë to have it made. If she didn’t know any better, she’d think it was Zoë’s way of guiding her all over again…just this time into Kate’s arms.

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