“And blue might look too loud.”

“Try it on right now,” Susan said, giving me a firm look over her frames.

“Or I’ll tell Gary you’re refusing to cooperate with your own team.”

I took the dress and walked into the small fitting room behind the floral curtain.

I took off my shirt and slipped the blue silk over my arms.

The fabric slid smoothly down my back and settled at my waist with a soft, tailored weight that felt solid and clean.

I stepped out from behind the curtain onto the carpeted floor.