Page 38 of My Best Friend's Triplet Brothers

I scoffed. “How?”

His grin was wicked. “I politely asked for one. That’s how.”

“Why don’t I believe you?”

“Fine. I bribed a few people and spent some money, but it’s worth it.”

Laughing, I tugged at his hair. “I should go have my room key changed, just to mess with you.”

“You should know that I’m headstrong. I’d just keep bribing people.” He kissed my throat and groaned. “Sorry, I’m not here to get distracted. I brought you a gift. I wanted to be here when you got it.”

“You got me a gift?”

“I remembered you liked gifts.” He stood up and put me down on the bed. “In the closet.”

I hurried over to the closet and threw open the door. Inside hung the most beautiful red dress. Long, silk, and delicate looking with lace insets, it was stunning. I touched it and pulled it to my face, inhaling the expensive scent. My dress was immediately forgotten. “You bought me a dress?”

Andrew wrapped his arms around me from behind and made a noise of agreement. “I didn’t know if you had something already. If you do, you don’t have to wear this tonight. You can—”

“Are you kidding? If I fit in this, I’m never going to take it off. It’s so beautiful, Andrew. Thank you.” I looked down at saw a pair of expensive heels sitting below the dress. “You bought shoes, too?”

His hands idly stroked my stomach, slowly driving me insane. “I got excited to buy for you. I picked it all out myself.”

I pressed my hips back into his and let out a happy little breath. “You didn’t need to do this at all, but I’m not doing that thing where I pretend I don’t want it and push it back at you to not seem greedy. I’m greedy. I can’t wait to slip my feet into those.”

“Go ahead.”

I laughed and grabbed the shoes. I kicked my sandals off and stepped into the heels. Six-inch stilettos in black with a sexy little strap at the ankle. I bent over to do the buckle and then straightened. Walking over to the mirror, I twisted back and forth and admired them. “These are amazing. Thank you so much.”

He walked up behind me again and lifted my hair off my neck. Pressing his lips there, he almost distracted me from the sensation of something cold slipping across my wrist.

I looked down in the mirror and saw that he was fastening a stunning diamond bracelet on my arm. I gaped at it, at the rows of diamonds and how beautiful it truly was. “Andrew…”

He turned me to face him and gently kissed me. “Be greedy. We owed you an apology, and I know this doesn’t make it all better, but I hope it shows you—”

I basically tackled him. I flung myself into his arms hard enough to knock him off balance, and we both went down. Andrew took the brunt of it, but judging by his laugh, he was fine. I kissed his lips, his chin, down his throat and back up to his lips. “I love it. I love it so much.”

He rolled us over and pinned me with a deep kiss. “Wear it tonight?”

I nodded. “I’ll wear it all.”

“I like spoiling you. You deserve it.” He kissed me again and then lifted us both. “Get ready. I have to go, unfortunately. I have to do the welcome-wagon bullshit for the family. Warren and Lucas are already there, and I’m sure they’re pissed that I’m not.”

I walked him towards the door and hugged him again. “Thank you.”

“I’ll see you soon. Save me a dance.”

My smile slipped slightly. “Do you think—”

“That it would be weird for a groomsman to dance with a bridesmaid? Not at all.” He pulled me in for one more kiss and then left.

I walked back to the closet and pulled the dress out. I couldn’t wait to put it on. Laying it across the bed, I rushed into the bathroom to take another shower. I wanted to be perfect when I put on the dress. Shaving, shampooing, exfoliating, and then lotion preceded hair and makeup. Then, finally, I stepped into the dress and held my breath before looking at myself in the mirror.

My heart might’ve stopped. The woman in front of me was sexy and confident. She was strong and in control. I wanted to be her. I stepped into the shoes quickly and buckled them. Then, going back to the mirror, I stared at my reflection again and let out a happy little sound.

The dress clung to my breasts, cutting low enough to be dangerous, and then trailed down to the floor. There was a slit up the side that flashed my thigh when I moved, an extra detail that made me feel like I was everything and more. The front had a cutout filled with delicate lace in the same shade of red. Everything about it was so perfect. It fell on my body like it was made for me.

I couldn’t help spinning around in the mirror a few times. I was in awe. My makeup was smoky and I’d pinned my curls up, but after looking at the dress, I pulled a few pieces down. I looked like sex. My heart hammered at the idea of going to the dance and being in front of everyone, but I couldn’t not do it. I’d never looked better, and I wanted to show Andrew, Warren, and Lucas.

The only hesitation I truly felt was the fact that I couldn’t wear underwear of any sort with the silky material. Everything I tried on showed through. I was going to be braless and panty-less in a room full of Macy’s family. After staring into the mirror for a while longer, I decided that I could get away with it. The way the fabric moved against my body, there was a haze that didn’t allow the small details to show through.

Feeling like I was going to be walking into a feeding frenzy from the guys, I opened my door and walked straight into Mark.

---