Page 92 of Bless My Body

My heart is racing. I’ve seen Celine in a dress before. An image of her from Wes and Hazel’s

wedding flashes through my mind. She looked stunning that night, which is probably why I threw

myself on her.

She turns the corner into the living room, and I feel my body go rigid. I exhale as quietly as I can,

but I can’t stop the whispered, “Fuck,” that escapes me. Stella does a little giddy clap next to me.

“She looks amazing, right?” she asks.

It’s then I realize I haven’t said anything, and Celine is staring at me, waiting. Her eyebrows raise

when I meet her beautiful hazel eyes.

“I don’t think amazing is the right word. I don’t think there’s a right word for how perfect you look

right now.” Celine smiles through red lipstick, exposing her perfectly white teeth. I hear Stella go,

“aww,” as she leans into Ozzy’s side.

I’m not sure what’s appropriate to do with Celine right now. I want to kiss her, and I’m sure she’s

told Stella about our little arrangement, which means Ozzy knows. But I know how skittish she is

about relationships, so I stay where I am even though it physically pains me to not go to her.

“You ready?” I ask, holding up her bag. She nods. I walk past her towards the front door. She

whispers something to Stella before she follows me.

I help her into the car and make sure her long dress is tucked nicely into the front seat before

shutting the door. I get in the driver’s seat and stare at her for a minute.

I don’t know what I must look like, but a smile forms on her red lips.

“You said you didn’t want dull.”

“Well, you accomplished that, didn’t you? Jesus Christ, Celine.” I can’t take my eyes off her. I lick

my lips, and her eyes follow my movements.

“So, you like it?”

“I like it too much. I want to take it off you right fucking now.” She laughs, throwing her perfectly

curled head back against the seat. “I mean, how am I going to keep my dick in check all night with you

walking around looking like that?”

“I’m sure you’ll figure it out. Think of all the bones in the human body or something stupid.” Now

it’s my turn to laugh.

I start the car and crank up the AC so I don’t sweat through this stupid long-sleeved shirt.

After a few minutes on the road, Celine asks, “Are you trying to make my nipples hard enough to