Chapter 19
Scott finished shaving and brushing his teeth then opened the bathroom door. Heather was in the bedroom getting her gown on for the big shindig tonight. She’d come back from running errands for most of the day with her hair and nails done. It looked like she had on more makeup than usual, also. Some combination that made her look more exotic.
He wasn’t sure if he wanted to go or not. Being with Heather was always great but the rest of the rich and snobby, not a chance. Throwing the towel back into the bathroom, he entered his room and the air whooshed out of his lungs. Hot damn and holy hell. The gold-spangled fabric that draped across Heather’s glorious body hugged her hips and was cut dramatically low on her back. Shit, another inch and you’d be able to seeher ass crack.
“Um, I think they forgot the back of your dress, princess.”
As she turned, his mouth dried up and his tongue didn’t seem to work. The front of the dress was held up by a trio of straps on each shoulder, the lower one caressing her upper arm like a tiny sleeve. The V front dipped between her breasts, though nowhere near the amount of the back. But she couldn’t possibly be wearing a bra underneath it. Besides the back being too low, her nipples poked through the alluring fabric.
“Glad to see me?”
Looking down, she frowned. “I thought that might be a problem. I got some special tape to fix it.”
He watched mesmerized as she pulled open a box and removed what looked like flesh colored Band-Aids. She pressed them across her still erect nipples then flattened the dress down again. They might not be apparent to anyone else anymore, but he knew what was under there.
“Are you trying to make me walk around with a boner all night?”
She sashayed closer and ran her hand down his chest then lower, barely touching the front of his pants. The tenting grew more obvious and he bit back a groan.
“Do they make those Band-Aid things for men? I might need one with you walking around like that all night.”
“You like the dress then.”
Running his fingers down her back, he slid them inside the fabric and fingered between her butt cheeks. “I like the access it gives me, but I’m not sure I want anyone else having it. Or even seeingyou like this.”
She rolled her eyes and adjusted a wayward curl that had shifted from her fancy updo. “Believe me, Scott, this dress will be conservative compared to some of the people there tonight. You should see what Charlotte is wearing.”
“I’m not sleeping with Charlotte, and I don’t care if othermen ogle her.”
Sidling up to him and pressing her chest against his, she whispered, “I think I like yourbeing jealous.”
“Who said I was jealous?” Shit, hewasjealous. When had that happened? “I just don’t want guys picturing themselves fucking you up against a wall in a corner ofthe ballroom.”
Shaking her head, she said, “No one’s going to—”
“Oh, believe me, they will. They won’t tell you though.”
She straightened his collar and buttoned his top button. “Is that what you’llbe picturing?”
“Me? No. I’ll be imagining you and me out on the balcony again. I’ll slide my hands in the sides of your dress then remove your little tit strips. After playing there for a bit, I’ll bend you over the railing like before and push the fabric off this gorgeous ass. After a few minutes licking and nibbling on that, I’ll plunge inside and screw you until you wake the neighbors withyour screams.”
A shiver ran through her and Scott felt a deep satisfaction at affecting her that way. “You like when I talk dirty to you,huh, princess?”
Resting her head on his chest, she nodded then eased away. “You need to stop. We’ll be late for the party and my mother will nag all night to me about it. Here, I gotyou something.”
As she walked toward the bag on the bed, he pulled on his suit jacket. She came back carrying a burgundy tie with a gold paisley print on it. “I thought you could wear this. It matches my dress.”
“What, the ties I have aren’t good enough?” he teased, putting the fabric around his neck and knotting it. He’d never been all that good at this and Heather pushed his hands awayand helped him.
“Both of your ties are fine. I merely thought it would be nice to have a new one.”
Was she emphasizing that he only had two? What the heck did he need with more? Although if they became a real couple, he’d most likely have to attend more fancy parties like this. That was a sobering thought. Would she be buying him a new suit…or two, also?
“There, all ready and handsome as ever.” She reached up to comb her fingers through his hair, fluffing a bit here and movinga strand there.
“Did you want to check my teeth while you’re at it?” He tried for a teasing tone, but in the back of his mind was the thought he hadn’t quite come up to snuff on his own.
The look she threw him could have melted steel. “Let me grab my purse and we’ll be all set.”
