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Bella
Sure. Sounds like fun.
Maverick
Perfect. Wear a dress. I want to see those sexy legs. ;)
I laugh out loud, feeling more at ease, and realize I’m making a bigger deal of this than it is. He’s just stressing about work. Opening a new location is a huge deal. I make a plan to make sure he relaxes tonight and has a good time.
Bella
I’ll wear a dress only if it ends up with you unzipping it at the end of the night. ;)
I smile, knowing I got a grin out of him with that one.
Maverick
I’m already getting hard thinking about it ;)
I laugh out loud. Another text comes through.
Maverick
I love you
Bella
I love you more
Maverick
Not possible. See you at six.
Bella
I’ll be ready.
Grinning, I set my phone down. I can’t believe I thought for a second that he was keeping something from me. This is Maverick we’re talking about—my whole world. I get up to look through my closet for the perfect dress to wear tonight, humming softly as I imagine him unzipping it later.
“You look amazing, Bella.”Sophia grins at me as I look at myself in the full-length mirror.
“Are you sure this isn’t too much? It seems too fancy for just a dinner.” I eye the white shimmer dress that Sophia made me try on. It had been in my closet from a fancy event I was invitedto last year. It does look damn good, though, hugging my curves in all the right places. I turn and look at the back. It dips low, showing off my bare skin, resting just above the curve of my bottom. It’s longer in length with a high slit up one leg.
“Trust me, it’s perfect. Don’t you dare change.”
I smooth down the fabric while trying to decide if it’s too much when I hear Maverick walk in the front door.
“Too late to change now.” Sophia grins at me and rushes into the living room. Rolling my eyes at her, I look one last time. What the hell. I love the dress, and it will give me a reason to wear it again. I pick up my small matching handbag and make my way to the living room.
Sophia and Maverick have their heads together, and Sophia is grinning from ear to ear when I walk out. She quickly breaks away when she sees me. I meet Mav’s eyes and stop in my tracks. He’s wearing black dress pants with a white dress shirt. The sleeves are rolled up, revealing his tattoos on one arm, and the collar is open at the top, just like I love it. He’s always hated ties, and I secretly love the way I can see some of his chest with a couple of buttons undone. It’s my favorite spot to breathe him in while I nuzzle his neck.
“Jesus, Bell. You look…” His eyes roam my body before meeting my eyes again. “You look breathtaking.”
“Thank you. I was hoping I wasn’t overdressed. Sophia insisted I should wear this. I’m glad she did, though, because you look stunning. What’s the special occasion tonight?”
“I can’t take my girl to a fancy dinner just because I feel like it?” He grins at me as he walks over.
“No complaints from me,” I say, grinning back at him. He stops in front of me and runs his hands down the length of my arms, causing goosebumps to appear. He brushes the fabric of my dress across my breast, and my breath catches in my throat.
