Writing to the prompt "blue", here's an excerpt from my newest endeavor, The Dating List, a work-in-progress. This scene takes place in a fancy men's clothing store in Manhattan where Leah, Grey & Carrie's friend, has taken Grey's brother, Colin, to buy some new clothes. Leah, in the fashion business, is outfitting our hero, not an unpleasant task:
“A shirt. Stan he needs a dress shirt. Can't tell about the fit with a t-shirt on.”
“Right away…Miss, uh…Miss…”
“Golden, Leah Golden.”
“I’d say he’s a…” Stan closed one eye as his gaze scanned Colin’s torso, “sixteen thirty-five?”
“Think so,” Colin said.
Before Colin could turn around twice in front of the mirror, Stan was back and unwrapping a fresh dress shirt.
“T-shirt off!” Leah ordered, waving her hand at him.
Colin handed the sports jacket to Leah and ripped his t-shirt over his head exposing a well-muscled chest covered lightly with dark brown hair. She coughed to cover her delight at seeing his fine physique. Her fingers itched to touch him.
“Something wrong?” Colin questioned, his mouth drawn into a frown.
“Shirt, Stan!” Leah commanded before sucking on her lower lip and balling her hand into a fist.
Stan jolted out of his temporary reverie and thrust the shirt into Colin’s hands. Then he held up the jacket. As soon as Colin finished buttoning the shirt, he reached for his belt. Stan put his hand on the young man’s bicep and raised his eyebrows.
“Shouldn’t you at least turn around or are you and the lady…uh…on…intimate terms?”
Although he said it quietly, Leah felt her face grow hot. She turned around to give Colin privacy and hide her embarrassment.
“You can turn around now,” Colin said, buckling his belt.
Leah spun around slowly. He slipped the navy blue jacket on again. Leah approached him. This time she walked around back behind him. Her hands again smoothed out the small wrinkle made by the fabric being pulled taut across his shoulders, only more slowly this time, more sensuously. He stood completely still as she ran her hands back and forth across his shoulders.
“This one pulls a little, Stan. Take it off, sweetie.”
“With shoulders like that, they may all pull a little.”
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