Torn (The McKerricks Book 1) by A.K. Harris

Author:A.K. Harris [Harris, A.K.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2014-09-16T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

“That’s no good. It just won’t do.”

“What am I supposed to do about it?” Henley’s voice is just slightly panicked. “I just can’t… it just won’t fit.”

With a sigh, I stand up and take in the garment in question. It really won’t fit. So I take it and toss it in the scrap pile. Finding something besides a snowsuit that I’ll let Henley wear to a sex club has been a harder task than I thought. The ‘assistant’ that is supposed to be figuring this shit out is hunkered in the corner. Apparently Henley and my battle of the clothing is freaking her out.

“Try on the next one.”

Henley just rolls her eyes grabs the next outfit and walks into the changing room.

I can hear her shuffling around trying the outfit on, and I know it’ll be a minute so I cast a sidelong glance at the woman in the corner. Her outfit is impeccable. Her hair impeccable. Her makeup is even doing a good job. But her eyes are frazzled, panicked. This is probably her first time dealing with a high end client like myself. How amusing.

“Hey. Why don’t you do something useful. Go get my girl a drink.”

“Yes sir I’m so sorry sir-” her words are garbled together and it takes everything I’ve got not to burst out laughing and hold my conceited rich look as she scrambles and trips over herself to get out of the room.

With a grin I turn my eyes back to the changing room door. All the blood leaves my brain and heads… well… I’m sure you know, as I take in Henley.

“I think this one will work,” she smooths her hands down the front of the almost corset halter top. Her midriff is hanging out, and it’s almost backless. Have I ever mentioned I love the way Henley’s back looks? The curves. The skin. Frankly it makes my dick hard as hell.

And when I get a look at the front? Christ. The perfect curve of her tits peeking out from the top. Fuck me. That’s perfect. “Take it off.”

“What it’s a good one?”

“It just wont do. Take it off.” Nobody but me can ever see her like that.

“No, I like it. I think it just screams sex club. Especially this tiny skirt. It makes my ass look great.” She’s turning in the mirrors checking out the outfit from all angles.

It does scream sex. That’s the problem. “No.”

“You can’t just stick me in a burlap sack and call it done.”

I can if I want, I think balefully.

“Here you go ma’am. A glass of watermelon-lime agua fresca.” The womans body is trembling as she hands over the drink.

“Oh, thank you, that’s so sweet.” The girl quickly retreats, back to her corner. And Henley casts me a look telling me to stop torturing her.

“Okay, so the next outfit we should try-”

“I’m getting this one,” Henley says firmly. Her eyes say no arguments. But I really don’t want anyone seeing Henley in that. Henley turns on

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