Total pages in book: 130
Estimated words: 129323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 647(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 129323 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 647(@200wpm)___ 517(@250wpm)___ 431(@300wpm)
When you’re small with curves, everything needs tailoring, and with these dresses, it’s not easy to find a tailor at the last minute. Luckily, Lydia, Aiden’s shopper, was incredible and pulled off the impossible.
My dress is divine, and his tux will fit him like a glove.
But that’s not why I’m in this mood.
Aiden has been off.
After the night we watched Die Hard, I thought things were different, but then we kissed and well, everything has gone to shit since.
Last night, after I got back home, he practically ignored me, and it’s been the same this morning.
To make matters worse, he’s insisted on doing things himself and has been overly meticulous, taking twice as long to finish a task.
He’s been cold and distant, and when you’re sharing a space with someone like that, it makes everything awkward.
Something is eating away at him, but he won’t say what. I fear it’s because I kissed him, which is making me feel sick.
“I feel you. Thankfully, I knew Dane would pull this on me, so I ordered a dress months ago and put it on his tab.” She chuckles. “The dipshit didn’t even notice. That or he just never said anything.” She sighs. “Not that he ever would. I don’t take advantage of his money.”
I smile at Molly. In the short time I’ve known her, it’s become very clear that she and Dane are good people. No part of me ever thought Molly would mooch off Dane. She does so much for him.
“What are you going to do with your hair?” Molly asks, eyes wide and a goofy smile plastered across her face. “I think you should leave it down and curl it. With that plunging back, it’ll look fantastic.
“I was thinking the same.”
“Have her put some highlights in. Something to make it pop.” She wiggles around excitedly. “Ooh…maybe add some extensions to make it even longer.”
“You think she’ll have time for all that?”
“Doesn’t hurt to ask. Let me handle it. Janine and I have a pretty good relationship. I bet she’ll be happy to do it.”
“Do you think Aiden will like that?”
As soon as I ask the question, I want to snap it back in and keep my mouth shut. Since when do I care what a man thinks about me? I like me, and that’s all that matters.
Except the truth is, I do care. I want him to look at me like he has before. Like I’m the only one in the room. Something he wants to own. Possess.
I want him to ask me to crawl to him. To take him in my mouth. To—
“Earth to Cassidy,” Molly calls, clapping her hands and laughing.
I blink several times, shaking my head. “What?”
“You just spaced. Looked like whatever you were thinking about was spicy. You were practically drooling.”
My cheeks heat, and my nose scrunches. Oh, how fast my mind slips down to the gutter.
Aiden has a way of pulling that out of me. My inner vixen begs to be unleashed.
But that can’t happen. He’s made that clear.
“Oh my God. I was not.”
She smirks. “You were totally drooling.”
Molly throws her head back and laughs. “Not that I can blame you. The relationship that you and Aiden have is drool-worthy. I hope I’ll find a guy who makes me look like that one day.”
If only she knew the truth.
Fairy tales aren’t real, and believing they are will only set a girl up for disappointment.
“Molly, girl, you’re up.” A woman with long black hair enters the room, smiling widely at Molly.
“Hey, Janine. Any chance we could switch things up today?”
The woman tilts her head to the side. “What did you have in mind?”
Molly turns to me and grins. “This is my friend Cassidy, and she needs the works today.”
Janine bites her lip, walking in a circle around me. “What were you thinking?”
She doesn’t address me, continuing to have a conversation with Molly. It doesn’t bother me. I’m enjoying the break from decision-making.
“Some dimension with her color?”
Janine picks up a brush from the counter. “I think you’re right. Okay, Cassidy, you’re up.”
I’ve been staring at my reflection in the hotel mirror of the massive suite he got me to get ready in for for the past ten minutes.
The transformation is a bit of a shock.
Every imperfection I’ve ever fussed over is absent. Not because it’s been covered by makeup or hidden underneath well-placed hair. Janine and her crew have an uncanny ability to highlight every one of my best features, making the flaws disappear.
My eyes pop with the colors used to line my eyelids, making them look uniformed and bright. My lips are full and pouty. Something I didn’t even know was possible. My cheeks are the perfect shade of pink, and my eyebrows are impeccably sculpted and filled in, just enough that they stand out more than usual.