Listen, he'd done his best, okay? But there was absolutely no way he was going to even attempt to guess Lydia's bra size. There was no reality in which that ended well.

"No imposition at all," Adrian said, collecting his quilt and trying to look like the last few minutes hadn't happened. He was willing to pretend you'd turned back fully dressed if you were, Lydia. "And ugh, there was no way I could condone getting most pairs of storebought shoes. Their fit is an utter travesty."