Maisie had no idea how to deal with those clothes. If Ezra could return some of them, that would be great. "It's too much for me. You'd better return some."
Ezra said, "How come it's too much? You can wear different suits every day, or wear two suits in one day."
Maisie rejoined, "There are so many clothes. I don't even want to try them on. What if some clothes don't fit me?"
Ezra simply sent those brand representatives away. Then who would bring back those unfit clothes?
But Ezra insisted, "Everything looks good on you. And I know your style. They will fit you perfectly."
Maisie hesitated. She wanted to tell him that it was not about not style, but size.
Ezra seemed to see her through. He approached Maisie and said to her in a subdued tone, "As for size, I believe my judgment."
After all, he had measured her size after that night they slept together.
"Shame on you," Maisie wanted to say that, but it was unnecessary to make a fuss about it.
Fine, since he insisted, she would keep them. Anyway, it was her call whether to wear them or not.
While she was busy in the kitchen, Ezra took the liberty to take those clothes upstairs and hang them in the closet, leaving Nancy in the living room.
After a while, he moved Nancy's clothes to her bedroom, leaving the space for two ladies.
Indeed, Ezra had good taste. Those he picked for Nancy were totally suitable for her.
"It strikes me that he has good taste," Nancy said while she was holding a dress in front of a mirror.
"Yeah." Maisie, too, thought them chic.
Actually, Maisie was always aware of Ezras 'good taste.
Nancy added, "When the weather's good, we should find a nice place to take photos. If you guys could wear some white shirts, lovers pack, or parent-child outfits, that'll be better."
Nancy was so enthusiastic as a photographer that Maisie found it hard to reject her, so she nodded with a smile, "White shirts should do."
Both Maisie and Ezra worked in business, which meant they had plenty of white shirts. Plus, her son also had enough white clothes. It should be easy to work out some parent-child outfits.
"You can bring several pieces. I think you will look great on camera with that cheek and bone. I should like to take more photos of you." said Nancy.
Maisie smiled, "Then I am much honored."
"Well, we are family. I'm more than willing to take photos and record your life for you."
"Thank you anyway." Maisie looked away due to the shyness that resulted from Nancy's hospitality.
When she first proposed to take photos, Maisie wanted to tell Ezra to turn down the suggestion. But now, it seemed impossible.
Well, consider it something that would leave beautiful memories for both her son and Ezra.
After Nancy tried her clothes, they went downstairs. The four of them chatted for a while in the living room and parted when the little boy was sleeping. Ezra carried the boy upstairs, and Maisie followed him.
When they were in the bedroom on the third floor, Maisie said to him, "You and Ezio take the large bed, and I will take the couch."
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