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

He opted not to speak another word, simply reaching out and drawing Walden to him, reveling in the feel of having him so close. His heart thundered, threatening to break free of his chest, and he knew that if he did not kiss Walden right now, he would forever regret it. So he leaned in, brushing his lips lightly against Walden’s, giving his beloved tailor enough warning to pull away if the moment felt wrong or he was uncomfortable. Much to Jay’s delight, Walden stayed, hands clutching at the lapels of Jay’s jacket, holding tightly.


Chapter 11