SELENA'S POV
I turned to Linda, eyes still burning from everything that had just happened, and before I could say a word she was already smiling. "Oh…" she chuckled under her breath, eyes glinting with pure mischief. "I see that look."
I tilted my head slightly. "And what look is that?"
"The 'someone is about to get embarrassed' look," she replied, folding her arms.
A slow smile crept onto my lips. "Then you already know what time it is."
Her brows lifted. "Mrs. Blackwood?"
I smirked. "Mrs. Blackwood."
Linda clapped softly. "Say no more."
We slipped quietly toward the models' section, thankfully empty, everyone else too busy fawning over Miranda or preparing for the next shoot. Linda moved quickly, pulling a gown from the rack and holding it up. "This one."
My breath caught sligh
