Page 49 of Loving Jamie

Jude smiles as says, “Okay that sounds good. I brought all my stuff to the spare bedroom and Nate is in the kitchen making us some cocktails.”

I start grabbing my bags and turn to Jude to ask, “Can you help me carry some of my stuff? I didn’t realise how much I brought with me.”

With our arms full of bags, we head towards the spare bedroom, which used to be Jude’s before he moved into Nate's room, after being here for one night. The bedroom looks nice but you can tell it hardly gets used. I dump my stuff onto the bed and turn to Jude, “Show me what you’re wearing tonight?”

Jude’s style has thrived a lot the past couple of months and it makes me so happy that he’s starting to express himself more openly. He shows me a pair of little red leather shorts and a black long sleeved mesh shirt. “I want to stick to the red colours, so maybe some red lip stain and cheek blush to go with it.” He nibbles his bottom lip as he nervously asks, “What do you think? It’s not too out there, is it?”

“Anything you want to wear will never be too out there, Jude. I think the red goes with your auburn hair perfectly.” I told him.

There’s a soft knock at the door and Jude scurries to answer, “Don’t come in! Jamie’s not dressed yet!”

While Jude grabs our drinks from Nate, I grab my clothes from my bag and lay them on the bed, I grab my underwear which is a pair of lavender panties and dark purple fishnets.

I have just finished pulling the tights up my legs when Jude places the cocktails on the dresser. “Nate made margaritas, but not too strong because we can’t be drunk if we’re going to the club.”

I take a sip of the drink; the tang of the lime juice and the kick of tequila makes my tongue tingle. “Ok make up first. Do you want me to do yours for you?”

Jude nods his head as he swallows down his drink. “Yes please! I don’t want anything too heavy, but you know what I like.”

I tell him to take a seat at the dressing table and start getting to work on making his face even prettier. He has a few freckles on his smooth face so I don’t want to hide them, I just add a few swipes of bronzer to his cheeks before coating his lashes in some black mascara.

“You’re so naturally pretty, Jude.” I tell him as I add some highlighter to his cheek bones.

His cheeks flush red like they always do when someone compliments him. “I can see you blushing. But it’s true, you’re hot. Nate is so lucky to have you.”

I finish the look by carefully dragging the red gloss against his plump lips. I step out of the way so he can look in the mirror. “What do you think? Not too heavy?”

He looks at his reflection, his honey-coloured eyes dart across his face as a smile pulls at his lips, “It looks great, thank you, Jamie.”

I swallow another mouthful of my margarita and start working on my own face. Whereas Jude doesn’t like to go too heavy with the makeup, I love it. I don’t put any foundation because I know it's going to be hot in the club and I don’t want to sweat it off. but I go heavy with the eyeliner and mascara, making my dark brown eyes pop.

I gulp down the last of my drink, the tequila burning my throat before I add the deep purple lipstick to my mouth and turn around to look at Jude. “How do I look?”

Jude takes in the slightly edgy makeup and smiles, “You look good, Jamie. Really good.”

I wink at him as I say thank you.

We both quickly do our hair and start getting dressed. I bought the corset a few sizes smaller to fit against my chest, so I have to suck my stomach in a little to get it fastened. I pull the skirt up my legs and zip it shut.

I smooth a hand down the pleats, the silver buckle cold against my fingers. Going to my bag I pull out my jewellery and shoes. The thick black choker sits snug against my throat, not so much to stop my breathing but enough to remind me that it’s there every time I swallow.

Finally, I sit on the bed to put my shoes on. The black shoe has a four-and-a-half-inch heel, so when I stand up, I’ll be nearly 5ft 10 inches. The shoes have black chains attached and a couple of spider charms dangle across the top of my foot.

The whole outfit screams grunge and I love it. I like edgier clothes and I like having my colourful tattoos on display too.

I look different from my men; Justin has no tattoos whereas William has a large snake tattoo on his back and neck but that’s his only one.

I stand up and walk over to the mirror. Looking at my reflection, I love what I see and I think my Daddies are going to love it too.

When Jude has finished getting dressed, he walks over to me and we both look at our reflection. “We look hot, Jude.”

Jude giggles and swigs the rest of his drinks. “Yeah, we do. Let's go find our guys.”

With our arms linked together we walk down the stairs and into the living room, where Nate is sitting texting on his phone. His head lifts when he hears the clicking of our shoes and looks back down at his phone, before snapping back up to do a double look at us… or at Jude.

“Wow, you both look great!” He says before standing up, Jude skips his way over to him and jumps into his arms.

I love seeing my best friend happy, but I do not love hearing them sucking at each other’s face.

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