Stepping into the bathroom, he looks at me and grins.
“What?”
“You’re gorgeous.”
“Yeah, yeah.” I laugh as I shake my head. “Keep trying to make up for it.”
His laugh tells me he understands I’m just trying to give him a hard time.
“You pick out something?”
“I did.” He laughs to himself, and I can hear his footsteps following behind me.
I look at the plain, short, satin, black dress confused, as it lay on my bed.
“This wasn’t one of the ones...”
“I know.” He leans into me from behind.
“It’s so basic.” I scrunch my nose up as I look at it again.
“And still, every head will turn when you step into the room.”
I can feel the blush spreading across my cheeks as he says it.
“I can’t wear a bra with it.”
“Even better.”
“The material makes my nipples hard the entire time.”
“God…” he wheezes, his breath trailing across my ear before his teeth find their way down to my neck as he nibbles on it.
“You’re not gonna get all crazy if someone is watching me cause of it?”
“Fuck no, I love it when everyone in a room wants what I have.”
“It doesn’t make you jealous?” I question, turning and looking up at him.
“Of what?” he furrows his brows. “Are you going to go fuck them tonight?”
Shaking my head, I smirk again.
“Then why the hell would I be jealous?”
* * *
“Eli, this was really nice.” I whisper after our plates have been cleared from the table.
Reaching across the table, he smiles, grasping my hand. “You deserve it.”
Rolling my eyes, I shake my head.
“What?”
“You’re cheesy.” I laugh, trying to fight the blush that’s filling my cheeks.
“Shit,” Eli mutters as he looks over, shaking his head as he’s signing the check.
