Page 79 of Made for You

“Coming!” Violet sing-songs leaving me standing with the start of a hard on and Roman.

“Thanks man.”

“All fair. You don’t know what Margaret and Esther are asking me to do! I need Violet to rein them in.” He holds up a small piece of black fabric. “They want me to wear these for auniformtonight!”

“Are those…”

“Shorts! Or a dick cover. I don’t even know but I’m not fucking doing it!” He stomps off like a toddler throwing a tantrum but I can’t help but laugh at him and their antics.

Rebels looks great.I’m excited to be here tonight and I don’t know if it’s because I’ll have Violet, or it really is the best dance we’ve had in a long time.

Being able to show up with Violet on my arm seems like a surreal dream. She left Rebels early so she could go get ready with Emma. I don’t know if she’ll be able to top that barely there red dress from New York though. The image of ripping the dress off her body is forever burned into my memory.

“Damn, the girls did a great job.” Roman says, looking around the space.

“They really did.”

“When are they coming back, do you know?”

“Seven I think. Why do you need something? Anything I can do? I’ll be headed back to the inn in a few.” I eye him suspiciously.

“No, uh…no. I was just wondering is all. No reason.” He scurries back to the kitchen.

Something is going on with him and I haven’t been able to figure out what it is. He’s been watching that front door like someone is hunting him. I’ve never seen him so skittish in his own bar.

Oh well. I don’t have time to figure him out tonight. I have to get back to the inn so everything is perfect for Violet.

I chose a mauve slip dress that sits on my shoulders with beautiful silk ribbon straps that tie into a bow for tonight.

“Girl. You are going to look banging tonight.” Emma leans over my shoulder taking in the dress hanging in front of me.

I spin, facing her, taking in her tight black bodycon dress. “Damn! Talk about banging!”

She spins around for me to see, and there is not one ounce of her body that is left to the imagination. Her brothers are going to lose their shit.

“Who are we impressing tonight?” I ask her.

“No one special.”She winks.

But there is someone special. I just haven’t been able to figure out who it is yet. I’ve seen her sneak in a couple mornings, and someone sneak out a few others. I just don’t know why she’s keeping him such a secret.

I untie my robe and slip into the dress. The silk cascades down my body.

“Let’s gooooo!” Emma yells from the bed. “The boys are getting impatient and Willow just texted me.”

“Coming!” I sit on the chair to put on the champagne glitter heels to match the dress.

Strutting my way out to the stairs, I channel all my sass for the night. I want to look like the sexiest woman at the dance for Liam.

“Wait here, let me make sure that Liam is downstairs. You need aShe’s All Thatmoment.” She references one of our favorite movies from our pre-teen years.

She runs down, making sure that he is in the living room waiting. He must already be there because she yells that I can come down now.

I carefully walk down the staircase, trying to not fall on the wooden steps. Liam is leaning on the mantle of the fireplace, looking sexy as hell in a suit.

As soon as we make eye contact a grin spreads and he pushes off the mantle to come meet me at the stairs, looping his arm around my waist.

“Mm, I can’t wait to rip this one off you too,” he whispers low enough that no one else hears him.

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