Disclaimer: I own a pillow pet named Hermione, but I don't own iCarly.
Sam stepped out of the dressing room with a pleased look. I couldn't blame her, she looked radiant. Eda, my personal shopper, was excited to work with Sam. She just stepped into anything that was thrown at her, and looked smashing in every piece.
This ensemble was appropriate for the office; a plain black pencil skirt and green button up blouse. I stood up to get a better look, and smiled at her. Buttoning up the top button, I told her she missed one.
"No, I didn't. I'm not all about the mystery," she smirked, undoing it again.
"I can't wait to have you around the office."
"I can't wait to work! I can just see it now, 'Hello, you've reached the nub, please hold. Hello, this is Samantha calling for Mr. Benson, how may I direct your shit?"
"Oh dear lord," I cried, breaking out into a soft chuckle. "You're a funny one, Puckett."
"I'm not laughing, Benson," she retorted, flaring her eyes. A wide grin that escaped from her lips and stretched to her eyes told me otherwise.
"Sam, do you need anything else?" Eda asked politely. She looked pretty fashionable herself, dressed in a black dress shirt with cap sleeves and white tailored slacks. Pointed-toe shoes added some formality that was toned down with an aqua blue bracelet.
I remember when I first met Eda. I had sauntered in to this lavish department store, looking for a couple of suits to wear to work. I had just landed the promotion of my dreams- senior developer. I had my own office and receptionists, so I needed to look the part. I requested some assistance, what the hell did I know about clothes? Eda found me and took me on the best spree of my life. I had ended up with nine suits that fit perfectly, and even some great casual wear for the weekends and days off. Plus, she helped me get some major brownie points with Carly from a necklace with a single diamond pendant. Overtime she and I had become close friends, I had even given her the newest PearPhone for this past Christmas. She and Carly had also shared something special- they both loved CuttleFish. They frequently brunched together, and I was glad Carly had some good girl-bonding time.
"Nah, I should be good."
"You sure? You have enough stuff for casual wear, or formal wear?"
"You've been very helpful, Eda, I appreciate it. I have enough jeans and button downs to last a lifetime, and enough pencil skirts to wear a different one for every day of the month. I'll be set," she gave Eda a quick hug and whispered something else.
Eda laughed and nodded, and took out her phone. I assumed they were swapping numbers.
I made Sam wait in the café as I paid; it was none of her concern. After paying a very small fortune for all of the merchandise, I met her at a round table by the window.
"Thanks again," she hugged me close, wrapping her arms around my waist. I playfully squeezed her ass.
"Anytime," I was so happy to help her out. As we embraced, I saw something out of the corner of my eye.
"Oh shit," I murmured, immediately backing away. "Carly."
And there my fiancée was, strolling out of a store with her assistant, Todd. I liked Todd and so did Carly. They hung out all the time, but Carly assured me he was gay.
"Wait, didn't you break up last night?"
"No, we got back together this morning," I confessed sheepishly. Well, there goes that masquerade.
"So… you're an engaged man," she said slowly, things clicking into place. "Oh my god, Freddie, we can't do this anymore!"
"I know," I stated. Then a bit more softly, "I know."
Sam grabbed her purse and walked in that general direction. My heart skipped a beat as the two girls grew closer and closer to each other. Just when they were about a foot away, Sam took a hard left and knocked into the pair.
"Sweet Jesus," I muttered, falling into the chair.
What could possibly go wrong?
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