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to Tripp. He had been promoted weeks ago as the chief Enforcer, and they had all agreed that he was doing a wonderful job making sure that they were protected. All of them felt safe when he assured them the children had the best guards. Tripp handpicked each of the Enforcers, who were assigned to them and their children. It made them all feel better knowing that they would not get someone who they would not get along with. One of the Enforcers refused to allow Cami and Jo to stop for their chocolate one day, and it had turned out to be world war three in the compound until Quin had to pull the young wolf aside and explain there was one place that was safe for the women to get their fix. And he should never stand in the way of Cami, and her treats.
    They arrived at the warehouse that Willow had told them about. They had discovered a few months back that their favorite online store was based right here in Milliken. It was run by Shane's mother, Willow, and she was wonderful. They had been embarrassed when they found out that Shane's mother was the one who had the online store they ordered from. She hadn’t opened a store because she designed all the items herself and then had some specialized seamstresses that helped manufacture. She didn’t have time to run a store on top designing and running the online business. Bama had money, style; Skye had time, and then Trinity approached them. She had all her wages saved from when she had worked for Councilman Spencer. So they agreed to open a specialized ladies store, and that Bama would design the layout of the store and be the head merchandise buyer and Skye and Trinity would be in charge of the day-to-day operations. Then they approached Willow about showcasing her beautiful high-quality lingerie in the store, and she had agreed.
    When they got into the warehouse office, Bama stood in the back feeling a little strange that her mate's mother was going to know what she was doing. So far, she had made a good impression on the lady, and she hated to think that she would think badly about her if she bought something too racy. The receptionist in the outer office showed them through a door into a large design room with a large cutting table, a drafting table with sketches on it and dress forms and fabrics along the walls.
    "Good Morning girls, let me introduce Tara. She’s Tripp’s mother and as she has some delightfully naughty ideas. I’ve asked her if she wants to design under my label. So what do I owe this pleasure to?" Willow said from behind a counter where she was working on some new designs. Tara was standing nearby learning the process.
    Cami walked up and hugged her. “Now we know what Tripp meant when he said we’d meet you here. Willow, we have an emergency."
    "Well you have come to the right place for that. So who are we helping today?" she smiled.
    Bama shifted on her feet nervously. It was the first time in a long time she felt unsure of herself. "Uh, that would be me."
    His mother laughed and clapped. "Finally."
    Bama let out the breath she had been holding and laughed. “Yes, well it was me holding back."
    "No, my son and mate are not the quickest men in the world. I told them a week ago they needed to get on the ball and make me some grandbabies. They refused to listen.
    Now, I am assuming this is for a special night?"
    Bama nodded and blushed. "Sí, it is a surprise."
    "Oh well, I can keep my lips closed for as long as you need. With your coloring dear, I think I have just the thing for you. It is a one of a kind because I just made it. So far, I have been holding it back until I can get another specialized seamstress. But I think I rather like the idea that it would be just yours. Let's see what you think.” She turned to look at Cami before leading Bama away. “Cami, that door in the corner leads to my sample room it has samples of all my product lines, if you and the others want to go through them, just write down the style numbers from the tags down on a