Fall From Grace(63)

“Oh no, should I be afraid?” I giggled.

Lea tossed herself and the bag on the bed and gave me a naughty smile.  “Before you open this bag, you have to promise that you will wear what I have in there!  You cannot say no, because right now, I’m so freaked out about this stalker of yours that I want you to cancel the show. So any little thing you say might set me off crying.”

“Oh, shut up!” I laughed grabbing the bag.  “You know that I won’t let anything happen to you or me.”  I stopped talking the minute I pulled the tiny garments out of the bag.  There was a black lacy see-through bra with matching underwear.  Well, it was more like a piece of dental floss than underwear.  I held it up to her, “What is this supposed to cover, really?”

Another wicked grin is all she offered me.

The last piece I unfolded was deep purple, and it was the most perfect top ever made in existence.  The neckline daringly plunged to show more cleavage than I’d ever seen on one of Shane’s ladies. The back was almost bare and it just provided a thin lacy piece of material across the back to cover the strap of the bra perfectly.  The material was silky and soft and I hugged my best friend as tightly as I could.  “This is the most insane shirt I’d ever seen.”  Yanking off the clothes I had on, I pulled on the new sexy undergarments and slipped the luxurious shirt on.  It fit perfectly.

When I looked at myself in the mirror, I gasped loudly.  “This is lethal. This outfit is going to cause a riot.  Lea, don’t you think this is too much?”  I frowned at my reflection; a part of me really, really wanted to wear this outfit, but another part was terrified.

“You look like a Rock Queen!  It’s perfect. Besides, I think my outfit it even worse than yours!”  She dashed out of my room, came back with another bag, and started undressing and throwing clothes everywhere.

I stood in front of the mirror spinning around to get the full view.  My shoulders were bare and the way my hair cascaded down in shiny black waves, I felt almost naked.  But, I think the worst of all of my thoughts at that moment was the excited idea of what Shane would think when he saw me.  I needed to stop these alien thoughts when I was around Shane.  I needed to focus on finding him and not worry about meaningless urges I had for Shane. Besides, it’s just this body’s hormones that were acting up, nothing more.

All thought flew out of my head when I turned to see Lea’s outfit.  I looked like a nun compared to her.  A deep red skin tight, shorter than short dress.  It looked like it was made out of spandex and had huge openings to show off her waist.  The color was brilliant, and the red accented her sandy blonde hair making her look like a vixen.  Conner was going to be shocked.

We applied our make-up, giggling as if we were thirteen and up to trouble, and oddly that’s exactly how I felt.  Lea did my eye shadow, because she was always better at it than I was.  She made them look smoky and sensual; my light grey irises looked like they could glow in the dark.

Holding hands, Lea and I walked out into the living room.  All I heard was Conner curse and start demanding that Lea take the dress off, but when I looked at Shane, all the commotion seemed to get lower and fade away.

He had been leaning against the far wall and then pulled himself away, standing at attention when I walked in.  His eyes greedily examined every inch of my bare skin. He lingered on my eyes and lips the longest, which I did not expect.  He slowly walked over to me and gently reached for my hand.  He entwined his fingers in mine, lifted my hand over my head, and twirled me around slowly.