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Chapter 56: Not Enough

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EMILY

I sit on his desk for a long time after the door closes.

The office is dim. The amber light has gone grey at the edges. Jessica's divorce papers are on the floor around my feet, I caught a glimpse of the headings. Something that looks like financial reports beside them. My underwear by the desk leg. My shirt in my hand, two buttons missing.

I'm not crying anymore. I ran out somewhere between his thumbs on my cheekbones and the sound of the door clicking shut. My face is swollen and tight
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EMILY


Fashion Week night smells like hairspray and nerves and the particular electricity of thirty people crammed into a space designed for ten, all of them moving too fast and talking too loud and checking their phones every forty seconds.


Derek is at the garment rack with a steamer in one hand and a lint roller in the other, pressing and rolling and muttering about a crease on the charcoal blazer that nobody can see except him.


"Priya, the hem on the green dress is pulling left," he calls across the room.


"It's not pulling left."


"It's pulling. I can see it from here."


"Then stop looking from there and come look from here where it's straight."


"If I come over there the blazer wrinkles."


"Then the blazer wrinkles, Derek."


They've been doing this for two hours, this back-and-forth that sounds like fighting and is really the sound of two people who care about the same thing being terrified it won't be perfect. I've learned to let them run. Derek catches what Priya m

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    He kisses me. Soft at first. Tasting like lime and chili. Then his hand slides to the back of my neck and the softness burns away and my hand finds his chest and his heart is hammering under my palm.
He pulls back. “There’s a dressing room behind you.”
“I know. I work here.”
“Is it unlocked?”
“We can’t—”
“Is it unlocked, Emily?”
His eyes are dark. The gold pressing through.
“It’s unlocked.”
He pulls me to my feet. Across the studio. Through the dressing room door. Small, dim, mirrors on three walls, a cushioned bench along the back. The door closes and his hands are on my waist and he lifts me and my back hits the mirror and the glass is cold through my shirt and his mouth is hot on my neck and I wrap my legs around his waist and grip his hair.
“We have to be quiet,” I say.
“Nobody’s here.”
“The security guard—”
“Doesn’t care.” He bites the spot below my ear and my hips rock against him and the sound I make isn’t quiet at all.
He carries me to the bench. Sets me down. Pulls my shirt o

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EMILY
Nick is in my kitchen drying dishes while I sketch four dresses that will tell me who I can’t trust.
Mia is asleep. Mason is in his room counting Legos that Mia definitely rearranged. The apartment is quiet except for the scratch of my pencil and the soft clink of plates.
“I’m going to find the leak tomorrow,” I say.
He sets a plate on the rack. “How?”
“Four sketches. Four different finale dresses. I show each person privately, tell them it’s the real closer, tell them to keep it between us.” I finish the line on the third dress and start the fourth. “Whichever one shows up outside my studio tells me who’s been talking.”
Nick picks up another plate. Dries it slowly. “Who are you testing?”
“Priya. June. Lucia.” I add the hemline. “And Derek.”
“You said three names and added Derek like an afterthought.”
“Because he is one. I don’t need to check Derek.”
Nick sets the plate down. Doesn’t pick up another.
“Emily.”
“He’s been with me since the beginning. He was there when the

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Mason is sitting on my cutting table eating a peanut butter sandwich and supervising my hem work with the critical eye of a five-year-old who has opinions about fabric.


"That part is wobbly," he says, pointing at the seam I just pinned.


"It's not wobbly. It's gathered."


"What's gathered?"


"It's when you make the fabric bunch on purpose so it looks—"


"Wobbly."


Mia is on the floor beside him, cross-legged, drawing wolves on the back of my pattern paper. She's drawn fourteen so far. Each one has a name written underneath in her careful, crooked handwriting. The latest wolf is pink with yellow eyes and is labeled AUNT SAGE.


"Wolves aren't pink, Mia," Mason says.


"This one is."


"That's not how biology works."


"It's how ART works."


"Art should be accurate."


"Art should be PRETTY." She holds up the drawing. "Is this pretty?"


Mason looks at it for a long time. "The eyes are good."


"Thank you."


"The body is wrong."


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"I said the eyes are good.

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