“What? Don’t tell me you aren’t designing all this lingerie with him in mind.”
Ellie fingers the hot-pink, sheer lace bodysuit. “How can he possibly contain himself to not rip this off you?”
I laugh. “He knows he’s a dead man if he does. You don’t destroy handmade lingerie.”
“So I should tell Sean to handle with care?”
I wince. “What you two do on your own time, I don’t want to know.”
“It would be a travesty if you couldn’t wear that again,” Charlotte points out. “I’m thinking I might need to get one too.”
I love how comfortable these two women are. Seeing how excited they are and how beautiful they feel is the reason I started this company in the first place. I knew it wouldn’t be easy, but I love seeing strong, confident women comfortable in their own skin, no matter their size.
“Where do you get your inspiration, Layla?” Charlotte asks. She’s standing on the pedestal in front of the three-way mirror, admiring what she’s wearing.
“Everywhere.” I kick my shoes off and rest my feet on the small couch back here. This room really is the best. “I’ll see flowers out on a hike and want to incorporate them into pieces. I love bright colors.”
“You really do.” Ellie runs a hand over the soft material of her bodysuit. “God, I want this in every color.”
“I know a girl.” I throw a wink her way.
“If you make more of these, I’m snatching every one of them up.”
“That makes two of us.” Charlotte spins around and walks my way. “Now, we want all the gossip on this hot fiancé of yours.”
I gulp down my wine. “You know him just as well as I do.”
Charlotte waves me off. Ellie drops down onto the floor next to her. “He’s Pierce’s mate. I want the good stuff.”
“Like what?”
Charlotte leans in close, her eyes sparkling. I know what ever question comes next, the answer will be a lie.
“How is he in bed?”
I can’t say I haven’t pictured it. Because the smooth cadence of Simon’s voice has me needing my vibrator.
“Would you look at that blush!” Ellie laughs. “Simon knows how to please our girl.”
“Oh my God.” My face is hot from embarrassment now. “I can’t believe we’re having this conversation.”
“You make this beautiful lingerie, but talking about your fiancé in bed makes you blush?”
More because I’m lying, but I don’t tell them that.
“Whatever happened to ‘don’t kiss and tell’?”
“Not between friends.” Ellie waves me off.
“Let’s just say…it’s the best I’ve ever had.”
“I knew it!” Charlotte pours herself a bit more wine. “How can you stand being away from him all the time?”
“Video chats. Lots of them.” I sip my wine.
“I’m sure you drive him wild, modeling all of these.” Ellie motions to the lingerie hanging in the room.
“If you only knew.”
