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,” someone exclaimed, popping out of the crowd and throwing their arms around him. He was rocked, his connection with Walden broken while his hold on the wine tightened. A kiss was placed on his cheek. A bubbly redhead in a shimmery blue velvet gown beamed a megawatt smile in his direction as she stepped back. “I was beginning to think you were going to skip out this year.”


“You look amazing in that suit.” She gave him an appraising eye. “Which reminds me, we need to go shopping sometime next week.”


“Whenever you like, my dear,” he said, and then remembered Walden at about the same time Poppy noticed him.


Chapter 7