She slipped out of the dress and placed it back on the hanger. “How long have you known Devon?”
“He was one of the first ones Graham hired when he started TLC, so a few years.”
“What can you tell me about him?”
A beat of silence. “What do you want to know?”
“I don’t know.”Everything. “I’m going to be spending a lot of time with him the next couple of days, but he’s a virtual stranger.”
“You decent?” Paige asked.
Addison had just slipped her bra back on. “Yes.”
The curtain opened enough for Paige to slip into the changing room with her. She turned her back to Addison. “Zip me up.”
She pulled the zipper up and took the last dress off the hanger, slipping it over her head.
“He’s a quiet one,” Paige said. “Keeps pretty much to himself when he’s not on mission. Security-wise he’s clean—doesn’t even speed. He likes to do everything by the book, but he’ll be the first one to fire the shot if he needs to.”
Paige smoothed the burgundy dress down her waist and hips, twisting to see it from different angles. “I like it. Unzip me?”
“Is there someone who’s going to get upset he’s going on this mission?” Addison asked, pulling the zipper down.
“As far as I know, he’s not in a relationship with anyone. I don’t think he’s celibate, but he definitely doesn’t spread the wealth like Turner. Thank God for that—I go through enough receptionists as it is.”
