Kenneth's eyes glowed a faint crimson as the pads of his fingers brushed against the material of the jacket. It was a gorgeous navy blue, just as Lillian had promised him, except this navy blue trumped every single navy blue thing he'd ever set his gaze upon.
It was both vibrant and subdued, pairing perfectly with the crisp white blouse paired with the entire ensemble. Kenneth could tell these were the kind of clothes worn by those in a different tax bracket. Clothes he'd never dare put on his back, not because they didn't suit him, but because they weren't made for a man like himself. Just touching the material felt like he'd committed some cardinal sin. He quickly let go of the blazer, jumping to his feet as he reached for his V Watch, immediately pulling up Lucien's contact.
The man answered after the first ring.
"Yes, sweetheart?"
"What is this?" He managed to rush out.
There was a pause. "What is what?"
He almost rolled his eyes. Almost. "You know what."
