Rather than looking at the dress, she watched as Viktoria talked about her dress. There was nothing she loved more than to see Viktoria in her element. Fashion made the designer buzz with passion and if possible that made her more beautiful than ever.
Her hand slid along her lover's thigh as she watched her gush over her own design. Elyse remembered the first time she had been to one of Viktoria's fashion shows, the incessant flash of cameras, the gorgeous models, Viktoria talking to fashion journalists as passionately as she was currently describing her own design. It had been a whole new side to her friend, one that seemed much more liberated than the one she had already learned to love. Elyse had watched from afar, a smirk on her lips, very similar to the one she had now. When finally the journalist and various fashion industry players had dispersed she had finally been able to congratulate her friend. Without even thinking about it she had kissed Vik's lips, one kiss just to congratulate her friend for her amazing work. They had kissed, their first kiss, Elyse hadn't even intended it, nor had she expected it, it had lasted a second, no one would have thought anything of it, but Elyse knew that it was that moment that everything had changed.
Years later in the back of a rather stingy Amsterdam bar, Elyse was just as enthralled by her friend as she had been that night. "Gorgeous." Elyse echoed clearly applying the compliment to Vik rather than her dress.
Elyse blinked a few times and was finally able to ply her eyes away from her friend. "Do you ladies have runway experience?" She asked out of interest.