Calista just glowed when Quentin offered to keep her company. He didn't need to sew or anything. Just being there would help lighten the mood. "Really?" Her lips curled up slightly while her eyes remained glued on him. "I would love that so much." She wasn't used to having the support a year or so ago. If someone told her she would have found the perfect guy who would tolerate both her personality and creative kicks, she would have blinked and tilted her head to the side.
And in all honesty, having Quentin with her meant more than getting her outfits approved by Whisper. Oh, she was still going to work her ass off to win the designer's approval, but even if they were all rejected, she'd still have Quentin. She had already won his approval, after all. Snuggling in closer for a tight hug, she purred to him, "Thank you." Calista felt like she said it not just for his current offer, but for everything he had done and would be willing to do in the future. She couldn't ask for anything better.