A Private Fitting

Avery

I ducked into the fitting room, grateful for a moment alone to catch my breath. The midnight blue dress hung elegantly on its hanger, taunting me.

I emerged a few minutes later, tugging at the hem. "I think it's too short."

His eyes traveled slowly up my legs. "It's perfect."

"But—"

"Try the next one."

I grabbed a conservative black dress with long sleeves and a high neckline.

His expression