Taylor
Taylor couldn"t quite believe that Claire agreed to what she considered quite unreasonable demands and conditions for what was ultimately not much money. On certain occasions, Taylor had paid more for a single dinner than what she was paying Claire per week.
She parked in front of Claire’s building and shot her a message to let her know she arrived. It took seconds for the front door to open and the brunette to walk out.
A thrill shot through Taylor when she recognised the dress she selected. It looked good on Claire, really good. It was a near-perfect fit, only slightly too tight in the chest area but that was part of what made it impossible for Taylor to look away.
She got out of the car to greet her date, leaning in to kiss Claire"s cheek, delighting in the smell of lavender.
