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The dress is in a sapphire color, transparent just below my behind and around the cleavage. It molds around my body, showcasing every little curve.

“Not that one,” he says in a strained voice, pushing his fingertips together and for a second he vaguely reminds me of a gangster. “Take it off.”

“What?” I jerk my chin. “But I like this one. It was expensive.”

He doesn’t seem to care one bit about how expensive it was. All he seems to care about is that it’s showing too much of me.

“Put on another if you don’t want me to pull you over my lap and make it sting.”

The words sound both sharp and devoted and I gasp, looking at him in surprise. He doesn’t take my surprise in consideration, still looking pissed. I thought he was joking at first but then I swallow, surprised that my body reacted with raising my temperature at his comment.

“Why can’t I just wear this one?”

“Amber,” he says in a stressed voice, his eyes filling with strange emotions, “please...” He looks like he’s having a tough time with this. Like he’s struggling against something. “There will be men at the concert.”

“Always is,” I murmur and his eyes go to mine. They’re practicallybeggingme.

“You’re not meant for them. You’re meant for me. You dress that way for me. You smile for me.” His fists clench again and he takes a deep breath. “Nobody else.”

“Because I’m all yours?”

Something harsh flickers in his gaze, his nostrils flaring. “Do you deny it?”

That would be a lie. Pointless.

I shake my head and he exhales, closing his eyes for just a second and when he opens them again, he’s smiling. Looking...

Normal.

It makes me exhale too and I murmur, “Be right back.”

His face drops the second time too. But this time it’s in awe and it makes my pulse flutter. This dress has a dark color and a sweetheart neckline. It’s not my usual style. Makes me look a little nocturnal but maybe that’s not so bad.

Stan doesn’t seem to think so at least. He seems turned on by the look, more turned on than he was by the skimpy dress.

“I like those colors on you,” he says, “they suit you.”

“You don’t think it’s a little too murky?” I ask, running my hand down my body and Stan seems to appreciate the movement.

“No. You’re perfect in them.”

I flush, pulling a strand of hair behind my ear because the way he says it doesn’t even give room for any protests.

“How are you feeling about tonight?” he asks and I shrug.

“A little nervous.” I twist my hands. “But...I shouldn’t complain since I have all the support that I need. I have you...”

He nods firmly. Like the two of us are entwined.

“And my brother and Gina are coming too.”

For some reason Stan doesn’t seem to like the idea of that. Not that I know why. He has never even met them.

“They’re joining us?”

I nod. “It’ll be fun. I think we’re all going to get along great. Just know that Gina is a little on the suspicious side and my brother can come across as arrogant, so don’t take that personally.”

A muscle ticks in his jaw. “I won’t. But I thought it was just going to be you and me.”

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