“she protested. “People are staring at us.”
“No... They’re staring at you. You look beautiful in that dress.” It had been one of the many surprises he’d arranged for her that weekend. The dress was the palest, shimmering peach. It draped over her breasts and hugged her rounded hips beautifully. It managed to be both demure and alluring at the same time, much like the woman who wore it. The pearls she wore at her neck had also been a gift from him. Those she had protest...ed vehemently. Little did she know that the dress, custom made for her, had been far more expensive than the necklace. “It’s the most gorgeous thing I’ve ever owned, but you shouldn’t have. Where will I wear something like this again?”
“Wherever you want,” he said. “You can parade into the office in it on Monday for all I care.”
“That wouldn’t raise any eyebrows, now would it?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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