Not You Again by Ingrid Pierce EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Ingrid Pierce
- Language: English
- Genre: contemporary romance
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ANDIE
I spend way too much time underneath brides’ skirts.
It’s humid and scratchy under here as I search for the source of the
mysterious ripping sound among layers and layers of tulle. When I find the
culprit, I dig through my sparkly clutch on the tile floor between my legs
for a needle and thread.
I’m getting too damn old for this. My knees ache, nothing between
them and ceramic tile except the layer of chiffon from my own skirts. My
bodice bites into the skin under my arms as I shift my weight forward to
work on the tear.
Just as I have the needle lined up to spear the edges of the tulle
together, the bride shifts her weight in her stilettos. The needle misses its
mark and stabs directly into my fingertip. I let out a curse, sucking my
finger into my mouth.
“Bonnie,” my best friend’s voice says soothingly outside my tulle
prison, “I need you to hold still while Andie works, okay?”
“Sorry.” She shifts her weight again. Bonnie Mae is the oldest daughter
to Beau Davenport and the heiress to a biscuits and gravy empire. I wish I
was kidding. She saw my designs on TikTok and had to have me design her
perfect wedding dress. “I didn’t ruin anything, did I?”
Heidi makes a show of raising her voice so I can hear her clearly
underneath all these skirts. “What’s the prognosis, Andie?”
I remove my aching finger from my lips and reply from under Bonnie’s
skirts, “You tore three of the tulle underlays.”
Bonnie swears, but I send a silent thanks to whoever is up there
listening that she hadn’t torn the hem of the overlay she’d insisted on being
beaded with Swarovski crystals.
No matter how many times I explain to a bride that wearing a couture
dress means that it’s all handsewn and takes time to perfect, they always,
always want a last-minute change. As charming as Bonnie is, she’s no
exception to the rule. I was in my studio until three in the morning for a
solid week trying to get this hem right after she made the last-minute
request.
She did the damage to the underlayers during photographs after the
ceremony. So here I am, babysitting both bride and dress for the night.
When a bride pays ten thousand dollars for a handmade dress, they expect
the highest level of service. That includes an onsite seamstress, and as my
business consists of me, myself, and I, I often find myself on my knees
under skirts as I take care of any dress emergencies that come up.
The rest of the wedding emergencies are up to Heidi to solve. As one of
Atlanta’s most sought-after wedding planners, she can whisk away any and
all wedding day mischief with a swipe on the tablet I know she has tucked
into her Balenciaga bag.
Right now, Heidi’s holding Bonnie still while I finish up with the tulle.
The toes of her Jimmy Choos peek from underneath the front of Bonnie’s
skirts.
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