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blond was caught, not knowing how to resolve the issue. A moment of silence was followed by muffled talking. He was whispering something.
    Natalie couldn't pull her attention away. It was him. He was really here. Her feet were frozen to the floor. She had the urge to dash out of the store, having no idea what she would say to Tanner, or how to react after all this time. And she couldn't just continue shopping. He'd spot her, for sure.
    The decision was made for her. "Excuse me, Miss." The blond clerk had materialized beside her. "This is a bit unusual but the gentleman has asked for a favor. Would you mind putting on this dress and modeling it? He'd just like to see it on a real woman before making a decision."
    Natalie's heart raced. Modeling the dress for him seemed as unlikely as, well, being here in New York in the Fashion District. Maybe they did that kind of stuff here. She started to s hake her head, declining the request, just out of self-preservation.
    Graceful, she was not. There was no way she could stroll around in that dress, in front of him. As it was, she was shaking and barely able to continue standing. She realized she was in shock.
    "I…ah" was as far as she got. The blond leaned in closer to whisper, "Please, it won't take long. You may not recognize who that is…he leads a very private life. But that's Steven Tanner Clarke. He inherited Clarke Luxury Brands from his father. You may have heard of William Sheldon Clarke?"
    Natalie didn't say a word. The mention of Clarke Luxury Brands had been like cold water on her face. If Tanner owned the company now, he was one of the richest billionaire's in the world and his company was influential in the fashion world, the world she intended to join.
    She was trapped. She had no choice but to model the dress. The last thing she wanted to do was insult such a powerful ma n. One word from him could wipe out her chances for a career in fashion design.
    Timidly, she reached out and took the hanger in her hand. "The dressing room?" she asked in a nervous voice.

7 - Modeling
    Natalie began making her way to the dressing room. She found the nerve to look up and was eye-to-eye with him, his piercing blue eyes watching her every move. Her heart thudded at the thought he might recognize her, but she couldn't imagine he'd remember after so many years. Plus, she looked different, more mature, she hoped.
    If only she could make it to the dressing room without incident. Feeling shy, she looked down to avoid his gaze, when what she really wanted was to look at him for the rest of her life.
    She could smell his expensive cologne as she walked by where he was standing, smiling. There was a look of recognition, or was it her imagination? She couldn't find her voice, so just gave a short nod as she passed him and found a momentary haven in the elaborate dressing room.
    She shut the door and leaned against the wall with her eyes closed. "Let me know if you need any help." The clerk had been following a few steps behind her. The kind of help I need you won't be able to provide, she thought, but only said, "Alright."
    Tanner was on the other side of the thin door she leaned against. He was there, in the flesh. Her memories clashed with reality, leaving her weak and slightly faint. She tried to push the past away, but her body betrayed her. The thin satin panties she wore were wet and her clit was hard. The heat that flooded through her was palpable and she had no idea how she'd hide it from Tanner's view.
    Natalie took a deep breath and opened her eyes to examine the dress. I can do this. It was a short black evening dress with lace at the low-cut bodice and around the waist. Checking the price tag, she let out an involuntary gasp. This would be the most expensive dress she'd ever touched, much less worn. The clerk knocked softly and handed Natalie a flesh-colored strapless bra and some black heels.
    The dress fit her, the black satin hugging her feminine curves. She wished for a moment