Chapter 13

Zara's POV.

"Come on Hugo. You know you shouldn't be doing that." I scold my co-worker. 

Hugo is a thirty five years old French guy. We met at fashion school and we have been good friends since. He is into tailoring, so we just work together. I make the designs and then we sew it together. He is really good at what he does and he knows that... maybe a little too much though. He is too damn cocky for his own good.

I have been trying to get him to start sewing the new design I just made. It is a gown and it has some kind of frilly hands, it can be worn as a long dinner gown or a short gown. It has some kind of attachment at the waist that makes the gown long but the attachment can be removed. It is just like a belt, only this one holds a truckload of fabrics. The gown is meant to be a fitted one that would hug the girl curves. It has an open back and it stops right under the knees without the attachment.

There is some sort of complicated designs at the front and I am yet to decide if I should use stones or make it pure embroidery.

Hugo doesn't seem to mind that there is some work that has to be done. Instead he is really interested in my love life- if I can call it that.

"Come on Zara. Just tell me what did he say or how did he react when you told him about the no-sex thing?" He asks 

Yeah, I told him. I didn't want to though but he wouldn't stop asking and pleading and I just kind of told him.

Kind of told him?

Okay...I told him.

"Zaraaaaaa?" He calls impatiently.

"Well... he was shocked but he agreed anyway." I tell him, shrugging.

"From what you told me I don't think you gave him any choice than to agree." He says sending me a glare.

"Trust me Hugo. This is for the best." I tell him.

"But I don't get it... how will you stay married to someone and not have sex? Come on babe, you have needs and he has needs too."

"I gave him the go ahead to satisfy his needs with another woman."

"And you? What about you?"

Huh-uh

"What about me?" I ask deciding to play dumb.

He rolls his eyes "What about your needs Zara? Who is going to take care of that?" He asks.

"Umm... you?" I joke.

"Are you crazy girl? Me? Eww... don't get me wrong you have a great body and all... I mean look at those boobs but you know very well that I don't swing that way. You don't do it for me." He says his face scrunch up in disgust. 

"Whatever Hugo. I will be fine."

At least I think I will be. I can't exactly miss something I have never done or felt before.

"I don't believe that but I am going to let it go." He says turning back to the piece of clothing in front of him.

"Thank you."I say sending him a smile.

"I don't know what you are thanking me for but you are welcome. Now come here and tell me how you want this done...Do I use your measurement or Lucy's?" He asks.

Lucy has always been the first person to model all the dresses I make. She would wear them and take pictures and then she post them on her instagram page and then all her fans and other models slide to my Dm and place they orders. 

Lucy is a really big part of my career, her being a model and all.

Yes, I take advantage of that sometimes.

I mean you would take advantage of that too if you were me. 

"Use my measurements." I say.

"Really?" Hugo asks and no one can miss the surprise that crossed his face. 

I am a little bit shocked by my decision too.

I never model my dresses. I know I make great dresses and all but I have just never felt confident enough to wear them. 

I just feel a little awkward wearing something I made.

I know, I know that I am meant to be able to wear my dresses confidently but I just... I don't know.

"Yes, make it my measurements. I have a feeling I might need that dress soon and I think it will do me some good to learn how to wear my own designs." I tell him smiling brightly. 

"That is great. I don't know why brought about this change but I am definitely digging it." He says.

I open my mouth to give him a reply when my phone started ringing. I flinch a little when I look at the the caller ID.

Yeah, Jason.

I wonder why he is calling me.

"Sorry, I have to take this."I tell Hugo smiling apologetically.

"No problem." He answers. 

I answer the call and walk to my little office.

"Hey, it's Jason." He says.

I took my eyes "Yeah, I know." I blurt.

He clear his throat "Yeah right, I just wanted to talk to you about dinner with my Grandma. You remember that right?" He asks.

"Yeah, I do." I reply.

"Okay then. This Saturday good with you?" He asks.

"Yeah, I will be free this Saturday." I say.

"Cool, 7p.m on Saturday. I will pick you up at your parents place." He says.

"No problem. See you on Saturday." I reply.

"Have a good day Zara." He replies.

"You too." I reply and end the call.

I let out a huff and turn to Hugo whose head is furrowed in concentration.

"You think you can get that dress done before Saturday?" I ask him.

"Sure thing boss. You got a date with Mr soon to be husband?" He asks wriggling his eyebrow.

"You wish, it's dinner with his Grandmother." I tell him and I could feel my fingers twitch.

"Don't be nervous Zara. You will do just great." He reassures me.

I hope so Hugo.

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