Page 40 of The Lies That Shatter
“Is everything okay?” Finn asks in a rush.
I shake my head, then remember he can’t bloody see me. “No, I’m being followed.”
I go on to explain everything, letting him know where I am and that Mel and the bald guy both appear to still be waiting outside for me. He swears a lot and confesses that he has no idea what Mel is thinking.
“Am I in danger?” I question tentatively, though I’m not sure I want to know the answer.
A deafening silence crackles through the phone, and I know Finn doesn’t want to lie to me, but he also can’t bring himself to admit that he doesn’t know. I might be in danger, and I’m not sure which one of us that scares the most.
“I will fix this, sweetheart. Stay where you are, and give me five minutes. I will call you back.” He doesn’t give me a chance to answer, he just hangs up.
“Fuck,” I shout out loud, and I hear the clicking of high heels approaching my cubicle. I freeze, my heart pounding so hard I can hear the whooshing of blood in my ears.
“Is everything okay?” a sickly sweet voice asks.
I quickly pull off my T-shirt and open the door slightly, using it to try and cover my modesty. The young sales girl on the other side has a look of concern on her face, but she’s reassured when I give her a fake smile.
“Sorry, I thought this bra would be perfect, but it’s just not quite right,” I tell her, as I hold out the black lace bra I brought in with me, still on its hanger.
“Oh, I can definitely help with that. Is it for a special occasion?” She takes the bra out of my hand, appraising me.
I nod. “Yes, I have a date and I want to look sexy.”
I glance around, looking as inconspicuous as I can, but I see no sign of Mel or Baldy nearby. They could still be outside though, for all I know.
The young sales girl casts her eyes over what little of my figure she can see with the door covering most of me, and begins nodding. “Would you be open to trying a different colour? Most people think black is the go to colour for sexy, but for some people, other colours suit them better. I think I have the perfect idea for you.”
“Sure,” I say, pleased to have an excuse to stay in the changing room for a little longer while I wait for Finn to call back.
“Would you like to be measured, or is this the right size?” she asks, looking at the tag on the bra before casting a glance at me again, trying to size me up through the door.
My cheeks flush, though I’m not entirely sure why. This woman obviously isn’t hitting on me, but I really don’t want her measuring my boobs right now. It will do nothing to quell my raging nerves and anxiety. “It’s the right size,” I say, before adding, “But thanks for the offer.”
She nods and informs me she will be right back, and I quickly stick my head further around the door—whilst keeping my tits covered—and see that Mel and Baldy are still standing outside the entrance to the store.
A few minutes later, the sales assistant knocks on the door again, and this time she has the most beautiful, deep emerald green lace bra and panty set in her hands. “I think this will suit you,” she says as she hands it over. “Try it on. Give me a shout if you need anything.”
I smile as I close the door. Initially, this was just supposed to be a distraction so I could stay hidden until Finn calls me back, but the more I look at the set, I’m reminded of my reason for the damn shopping trip in the first place. All I can think about is the look on Finn’s face when he sees me in something like this.
Without thinking it through, I quickly pull on the bra, and as I take in my body in the mirror, my breath hitches. Thesales woman was definitely right, whilst black has a certain sexy quality… This deep emerald green is sultry and far sexier.
It compliments my skin tone, and the lace feels amazing against my skin. The padding gives my boobs just the right amount of lift, enhancing and showing off my cleavage the perfect amount, without making them feel much bigger than normal.
I’ve always heard other women saying that a good set of underwear has the power to lift your mood and your confidence levels, but I’ve never really believed it. I’ve always been one of those girls who takes off my bra the minute I get home. But as I look at myself in the mirror, taking in the beautiful lingerie, I feel sexy, and I know when I add the matching knickers, I will feel even more amazing.
A loud ring pulls me out of my moment, and a blush spreads across my cheeks when I see Finn’s name. I know he can’t see me, and he doesn’t know what I’m doing, but all I can picture is the look on his face if I were to tell him I’m shopping for lingerie with him in mind.
I push the sexy thoughts from my mind, reminding myself of the fucking dangerous situation I’m in, and I try to focus as I answer the phone.
“Mac, you okay?” Finn asks as soon as I answer.
“Yeah, they’re still outside the shop, though,” I reply.
“McKenna, it’s Bree,”says the redhead, as she explains that Finn has connected her into our call. “I have a plan. From what we can tell, we think Mel is following you because she’s worried you are trying to make a move on Finn. We need to make it obvious to her that you’re not.”
“How?” I ask.
“A few doors down, there’s a cafe. I want you to go straight there, get a coffee, and sit down at a table for two. I’m going to send a picture to your phone, and some instructions. A memberof my security team, Ethan, will meet you there. We’re going to make it look like you have a boyfriend. That way she won’t think you’re interested in Finn,” Bree explains, and I want to protest, but Finn beats me to it.
