Wardrobe Malfunction(9)

“You want me to come in with you? Then, we can go out and get some dinner,” Ava offers.

“Nah, I’m knackered. I’m just gonna get room service, if they do it, and crash. All this traveling has wiped me out.”

“Cool.”

“Thanks for the ride.” I reach over and give her a one-armed hug.

“I’ll see you in the morning. Show you around the wardrobe. Oh, you’ll need this to get into the studio.” She reaches over into the glove box, pulls out a pass on a lanyard, and hands it to me. “Your pass to get in the studio.”

“What time do you need me there?” I open the door, readying to get out.

“I’m getting in at eight thirty. Vaughn’s coming in for a fitting at ten. I’ve assigned him to you, as he was Millie’s, and I know how much you like him.”

She gives me a knowing smile, and I shake my head, getting out of the car.

I hook my bag on my shoulder and drop the lanyard in it. Leaning down, I say, “I’ll be there at eight thirty then. See you tomorrow.”

“See you then.”

I shut the door and get my case out of the trunk. I tap my hand on the roof to let her know I’m good. Then, I wave bye and head into the hotel.





Charly

My sewing case in hand, I’m at the studio. I arrived here ten minutes ago, and Ava has been showing me around the warehouse where all the clothes and costumes for the studio are kept.

“This is the main wardrobe and props area…and this is our section for storage.”

I follow her over to the rails of clothes and storage units.

“Everything is labeled, so we know which is ours. But we have a trailer over by the studio they’re filming in, so we can do fittings there. All of Vaughn’s stuff is already over there. I had Logan move it over for you yesterday.”

“Brilliant. Thanks.”

“Here’s Vaughn’s sheet, listing what he’ll need on which days.”

“Great, thanks.” I take the file from her. “What about the other actors?”

“Logan has Natasha. The rest of the cast, I’ve split between the two of you, and we’ll work out the schedule as we go.”

“And you just sit back and give us orders?” I grin.

She sticks her tongue out at me. “Because we’re a small team, I’ll be on set for any alterations, and I get the awesome tasks of inventory and keeping your ass in check.”

“I am a handful,” I tell her with a serious face.

“No kidding.” She laughs, swatting me on the ass.

“Hey! Sexual harassment!” I call out with a laugh.

She shakes her head, laughing. “Come on, I’ll show you the trailer and introduce you to Logan.”

We walk over to the trailer. I follow her inside. It looks just like all other wardrobes I’ve worked in, nothing different.

Except for the hottie over by the table, who’s sewing a button on a Marc Jacobs blazer.

“Logan, I’d like you to meet Charly.”

He snaps off the thread and puts the blazer down. “Hey, Charly. Good to meet you.”

He stands up to shake my hand. I’d say he’s about five-eleven, and he has a lovely face, dark eyes, and jet-black hair. Best of all, he’s dressed in a snappy suit. I love a man in a suit.

“I love your top,” he says.

I glance down at it. I’m wearing my black You Can’t Sit With Us cropped tank. It’s my favorite. I love it. I teamed it with my ripped Gucci jeans that I got at a seventy percent off sale and my Zara wedges. My hair is down, and my makeup is light. I’m rocking the basics, if I do say so myself.

“Thanks. Love your suit. Tom Ford, this season, right?”

“Right.” He smiles.

I hear a phone beep, and then Ava’s saying, “Shit. I’ve got to go pick up Natasha’s dresses. I forgot they’d be ready this morning. Charly, will you be okay if I disappear for a bit?”

“Sure”—I wave her off—“I’ll be fine.”

“Don’t forget that Vaughn is coming in at ten thirty.”

“Ten thirty. Got it.”

I watch her disappear out the door we just came in through.

“I need to get this jacket to Marcus—supporting cast actor,” Logan explains, “and see if it’s right this time. I might be a while. He can be…tricky.”

“Gotcha. No worries. I’ll just familiarize myself with this place.”

Then, Logan’s gone, and I’m alone.

I have a look around, finding where everything is. I locate Vaughn’s clothes on the rail, so I get them off and set them up on the table. I get my sewing kit all ready.

And then I’m good to go, with time to kill.

Honestly, I’m feeling a little nervous.

Of course I’ve worked with actors before, but this is Vaughn West.

He’s a huge star.

And gorgeous.

I decide to do some work on my latest design. I pull out my sketchpad from my handbag, set my cell on the table, and start my playlist. I open my pad at the drawing I’ve been working on this past week.

It’s a wedding dress. Strapless bodice encrusted with crystals and a lace ribbon stitched under the breast with the ends of the ribbon set with crystals as well. I just can’t decide on the skirt. It’s been bugging me all week.