Free Toxic (Addiction #1) by Meghan Quinn

clothing, Willow saw a brief glimpse of lace and knew exactly what it was; lingerie.  
    Excited, Willow went straight for the lacy objects and fingered them delicately. She had been poor her whole life, so any kind of sexy lingerie she got was from the discount rack at the local Wal-Mart. She never had the chance to actually wear such intricate garments.  
    “These are gorgeous,” Willow said breathlessly, while holding up a black demi-bra in her size. “Do we get to wear these?”
    Quinn smiled at her. “Of course. I can’t have my girls being sexy just on the outside. I need you girls feeling sexy all the way down to your panties.” She clapped her hands together and said, “Now let’s start with the lingerie and work our way up to the big stuff. I got your sizes from the label so I’m hoping all of this fits.”
    “All of this?” Maisy asked in disbelief.
    “Yes, all of it. Don’t get me wrong girls, you look cute, but I need you looking hot. That is what the label pays me for. We will be getting rid of ninety-nine percent of your current clothing and replacing it with what’s in this room. We have a lot of work to do before dinner and I also have to style Kinkaid, so let’s get to it.”
    Willow and Maisy nodded their heads and grabbed the lingerie Quinn threw at them. They both ducked behind partitions and tore their clothes off. It was easy to decipher which bras were Maisy’s and which ones were Willow’s because there was a noticeable size difference.  
    The first set Willow tried on was a hot pink bra that matched the streaks in her hair and a corresponding bottom. She looked in the mirror that was provided in the partitioned area and almost fell to the floor from shock. The bra made her boobs look beyond perfect and the thong she was wearing was extremely flattering to her sizable backside.  
    “Let me see girls.”  
    Maisy peeked out from the side of her partition and cautiously showed off her set to Quinn. Quinn got right in there and started shifting Maisy’s boobs around, sticking her hand in her bra and adjusting until she was satisfied. The girl knew how to do her job because Willow was two seconds away from jumping Maisy’s bones. Damn she looked good.  
    Willow stepped out and Quinn let out a long whistle.  
    “Wow, you girls are giving me a run for my money.” Quinn, shifted a few things that Willow had no clue existed on her body and then stepped back. “Perfect. What do you girls think?”
    “I think I’m in heaven,” said Willow. “I can’t believe we actually get to keep these.”
    “The price you pay for being famous,” Quinn said with a wink. “Alright, let’s stick with these sets for now and get some clothes on those dynamite bodies of yours. Willow, I’m guessing you like to show off a little more skin, and rightfully so. I’m going to start you off with this rack and Maisy, take this one back with you.”
    Quinn rolled two long racks of clothing toward their respective partitions. Maisy’s was full of pastel colors, ranging from mint green to pinks to browns, all skirts and dresses. Willow’s wardrobe was complimentary, but a little more daring. She had some tight fitting jeans on her rack, vests and lots of necklaces. Willow felt like she was in heaven.  
    They spent a good two hours trying on clothes, putting together looks and sorting out what worked for them and what turned out to be outright hideous. They took Polaroids of the different outfits together and even picked out outfits to coincide with one another so they looked cohesive up on stage.  
    “Ok, this is amazing. You girls are great to work with. So, for tonight, I want you girls to both wear dresses…”
    “Tonight?” Maisy asked, confused.  
    “We’re all going out to dinner and, now that you are attached to Shattered Souls, you girls need to be looking good at all times. We will pick out outfits and then hair and makeup will be by in a little bit to clean things up a bit. We’re