Felix is standing beside Nolan, and he takes one look at me, his eyes go wide, and then he poofs away to who knows where. Nolan’s reaction is less… extreme. With his hands in his pockets, he tilts his head to the side, and his gaze wanders over my skin covered in bits of lace like someone examining fine art. The only signs I notice that implies he’s affected by my semi-nakedness is that his breathing grows shallower and he keeps tonguing one of his incisors. He’s also paler than normal, so he may just be hungry.
Should probably talk to him about that.
His perusal can’t be any longer than a minute or so, but to me, it’s a small eternity. My flesh tingles under his careful scrutiny, and I don’t know what to do with my hands. Crossing my arms only raises my boobs higher and enhances the cleavage. Fists on my hips makes it look like I’m sporting a Wonder Woman pose. I end up putting them in my back pockets, which I realize, too late, is also a bad pose because now I’m pushing the girls further out.Stupid fake front pockets.
After clearing his throat, Nolan answers, “It accents your figure well. You should get it. Pick any color you like.”
Felix pops in about the same time that Nolan speaks and silently nods his head in agreement.
“See, I told you,” Mei declares with a triumphant smile. She then holds up another bra from its hanger. This one is all black lace with a high collar and a deep plunging keyhole that is designed to frame a woman’s cleavage. “What do think of this one? It’s not a pushup, but it does have underwire and I’m sure Callie is perky enough to pull it off.”
“And I’m closing the door so I can put my clothes back on,” I blurt. Mei is barely able to jump back into the dressing room door before I close it on Nolan’s and Felix’s dumbstruck blinking.
“We… I’ll wait for you out with the bags,” Nolan announces, his footsteps audible as he walks away.
I haven’t told Mei about Felix because that would require explaining the whole ‘I’m a spirit witch’ thing. It’s not that I don’t trust her, but it’s a lot to keep to oneself. Especially since she’s surrounded by people that would have a vested interest in finding out the truth.
“Come on. Try it on. Please?” she begs, holding out the lace that claims to be a bra. “You’ll look so hot, and I must live vicariously through you.”
“What are you talking about? You’re beautiful,” I argue, turning around to face the wall while I change bras.
“Have you seen these cheekbones? I know I’m beautiful. I meant enjoying your harem of guys go all stupid faced looking at you,” she replies, shaking the lacy thing over my shoulder. “Did you see the insta boner your ‘not boyfriend’ had the minute he saw all of your deliciousness? Get it? Because he’s a vampire and you’re—”
“I get it,” I mumble, relenting to Mei’s wishes and putting on the lace with underwire. “And no I didn’t see it, because I didn’t look, Mei!”
“What? He didn’t notice me looking. He was too busy staring at your mounds of majesty like he wanted to take a bite out of them. Has he? Fed from your cleavage?” she asks in her too loud, no-filter, rapid-fire way.
“Oh, my God, no!” I exclaim, turning around to look in the mirror. She’s right. It does look good on me as long as I ignore thatI can see my nipples through it!“If you call Nolan back for his opinion on this, I will murder you in your sleep.”
“Aww. I’m sure he’d have a lot to say… Well, that’s a lie. He’d certainly have a lot to adjust,” she quips, snickering and wiggling her brows suggestively. “You seriously should’ve looked. He tried to hide it, acting all cool with his hands in his pockets, but girl, he needed more than hands to cover all that up.”
“Mei!” I laugh-groan her name and snatch my ‘boring’ beige bra from the floor next to my discarded sweater. “I don’t understand. Why live vicariously through me? Why not date someone yourself?”
“Oh no,” she replies, shaking her head and causing her long, straight black hair to sway around her shoulders. “There’s a lot of touching and potential of trading bodily fluids with dating. I don’t do sticky. I’d much rather listen to your exploits. All of the romance and drama, none of the being pawed at or having someone stick their tongue down my throat.”
“Fine. No, Nolan hasn’t fed from my breasts. He feeds from my neck, mostly,” I answer, sighing while changing back into my normal clothes.
Her eyes go round with excitement, and she squeals, “What was it like? Was it super hot?”
“It does get pretty warm,” I reply with a taunting smirk.
“Callie, you’re no fun,” she whines, stomping her feet while she gathers the different bras and puts them all back on their hangers. “Just for that, you’re getting both of these bras in as many colors as I can find, and the matching panties that have the straps on the sides. I will then amuse myself by watching one of your ‘not boyfriends’ attempt to keep his cool while he hands over his credit card. All while the image of what you look like in all this sexiness is burned into his brain.”
“As long as you’re happy,” I chirp, and start giggling as she huffs out of the dressing room to fulfill her threat.
When I meet up with Nolan and Felix out in the store, they’re watching Mei aggressively dig through the drawers under the displays while distressed sales people try to help her.
“I like her. She’s funny,” Felix states, smiling and acting like Mei’s antics didn’t result in him poofing away for a minute.
“She’s alright for a coven witch,” Nolan comments with humor in his eyes and a mischievous smirk. “Though she’s a little too obsessed with my dick.”
“You heard that?” I groan, my hands dragging down my face while an all too familiar blush burns my cheeks.
“Hard not to. I don’t have Connor’s super wolf hearing, but mine is still significantly better than a human’s. Your girl isn’t exactly quiet either,” Nolan responds, laughing while he gathers several shopping bags from the floor.
Picking up some of the bags myself, I mutter, “Anyone know if the mole people are real and looking for a queen? Maybe a court jester?”
“Hm?” Nolan hums, though the look he gives me says he heard me just fine.
