Bartholomew Jay Westwood, or simply Jay, is a suit fanatic. They're easily his one indulgence. He owns one in every color, which makes it nearly impossible to pick one for an upcoming holiday party. The only one that seems suitable is white, and he originally bought it for a Halloween costume three years ago. But he can't quite bring himself to wear it and settles for another number from his vast collection.<br><br>Unfortunately, tragedy strikes after he stops to pick up a last-minute gift. But the incident takes place outside his favorite suit shop, The Well-Dressed Man, and waiting inside is none other than expert tailor Walden Conway. He might have just the thing Jay needs, and it may be more than a suit.

The Tailor

Jay spotted the party invitation out of the corner of his eye. It sat on the passenger seat. The off-white envelope bore his name across the front in gold lettering, the same lettering that inside gave him all the essential details and proclaimed that he was allowed to bring a ‘plus one.’ Jay felt a dull ache somewhere around his heart and a little of his cheer departed. Only four months ago, he’d born witness to the ending of his longest-running relationship. Eight months they’d been together, and he had been starting to plan the holidays when the door he’d never seen coming slammed in his face. Just like that, in the blink of an eye, he was single again, his heart shattered.


Even now the bitter taste of love lingered on his tongue.


Chapter 2