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Creed said nothing else about it, which left me to wonder all night.
The next day rolled around, and Creed was still tight-lipped about his supposed lesson to Hailee. I honestly couldn’t think of what it would be, but I also hadn’t really dealt with Hailee much, so I wouldn’t know what kind of lesson would stick in her head the most.
Honestly, the only thing that woman seemed to care about was sex, so I didn’t know what else would stick.
I went to class, did my best to pay attention and not think about it, but it grew more and more difficult as the hours wore on and morning turned into afternoon. Beth had to hit the library during her free time, so I didn’t see her at all. Besides the whole Hailee thing, it was a pretty normal day.
As normal as a day could be, given how much my life had changed lately.
I still couldn’t get over it. When I sat down and thought about how much everything had changed, it blew my mind every single time. I guess it was true: you never knew what life would throw at you. I liked to think that, considering everything, I’d handled it all pretty well.
Classes ended, and I headed home, still not knowing what to expect. When I got back, I found Creed had cleaned the place up. He even had candles lit in the kitchen, on the surfaces in the living room.
When I saw the state of the place, I went searching for Creed. He was in his room, changing into a dark suit. All black. Black on black on black; and on him, it looked damn good. The suit made his shoulders appear wider, and the pants clung to his legs in just the right way.
Let’s just say the pants made his ass look amazing.
“What’s all this?” I asked, my gaze taking its time in checking Creed out. Anyone with eyes would drool over Creed. He was so good-looking, especially in that all-black suit, that he could get anyone on their backs for him—anyone, and still he wanted me.
“I left you something on your bed. I picked it up today. Wear it,” Creed ordered. “She should be here in an hour, but if I know her, she’ll show up early.” He walked over to me, adjusting his cufflinks before setting his hands on my hips, giving me a commanding look. “I want you looking your best, Taylor.”
My best? What the heck was he going on about?
Wait a moment.
“You invited Hailee here?” I couldn’t stop myself from sounding incredulous… mostly because I was. With how angry he’d been at her before, I definitely didn’t think his lesson would involve inviting her back into his home.Ourhome, now.
“Yes. It’s necessary to bring her here, and the easiest way to do that is to act like she’s welcome and invite her.” His fingers tightened on my waist, reminding me of just how close we were. “I’m going to need you to do everything I say when she’s here. Trust me.” It was both a command and a plea.
One of his hands lifted from my waist, moving to my jaw. His thumb and finger hooked around my chin, angling my head back and forcing me to gaze into his dark brown stare. “Trust me,” he said again, his voice much lower than it had been seconds before. The urgent way he said it, as if a part of him feared I didn’t trust him—or wouldn’t—was sexy in a way it shouldn’t be.
Then again, everything involving Creed was sexy.
I didn’t know what he had planned. I was morbidly curious, and yet a part of me grew anxious. I didn’t like Hailee; if I never saw her again, it’d be too soon. But here she’d be, in less than an hour—and I had to make myself presentable before then. Creed wanted me to look my best, and I’d be lying if I said I was okay with looking like a potato in front of someone like Hailee.
That woman was movie star gorgeous, someone who oozed sex appeal with every strut. It didn’t come that easy to me. I had to work for it, work for my confidence and my beauty. I was never one to think I was beautiful, but if Creed would pick me over someone as pretty as Hailee… that was the biggest confidence booster ever.
“I do,” I whispered back. “I trust you.”
His lips curled into a smirk, and he bent down to lay an uncharacteristically gentle kiss on my lips. “Good,” he murmured against me. “Now, go get ready.” Creed released me, and he continued to smirk as he watched me go.
I wandered over to my bedroom, dropping my bag on the floor as I spotted a long bag laying on my bed. I walked over to it, reached for it and picked it up. The bag was thick and black, but I didn’t need X-ray vision to know what was inside. My other hand went for the zipper, and I slowly undid it, revealing the lone item in the bag.
A dress. All black, matching Creed’s suit. A satin fabric, with small shoulder straps. It looked like it was made to be tight, a seam directly beneath the chest area, built-in pads included—no bra necessary. When I pulled it out of the bag, I saw why.
The back dipped low. Like, way past the shoulder blades. Probably halfway down your back, exposing most of your spine.
Holding it up, I saw how short the dress was, too. It ended just above the knee. Not overly revealing, minus the V in the back, but sexy at the same time.
Creed got me this dress today, because he wanted me to wear it tonight, when Hailee came up?What kind of lesson is he going to teach?I wondered, but I was past the point of saying no to Creed, so I went into my bathroom and got changed.
He wanted me looking my best? I’d give him my best. My makeup game might not be as on-point as Hailee’s, but I didn’t think he liked the Instagram model look too much. I gave my hair a gentle wave, and then did a little bit of mascara to make my lashes thicker and longer, along with a bit of gray eyeshadow.
It didn’t take me too long to get dressed, and when I was done, I stood back and looked at my handiwork in the mirror.
Damn. I did a little spin, checking out the sharp dip in the back. What looked to be an almost terrifyingly exposing part of the dress, it actually looked a heck of a lot better on. The dip stopped about three quarters of the way down my back, and with the way the dress hugged the rest of my body, it made me look sophisticated and sexy at the same time.
Creed definitely picked well; it wasn’t something I would’ve chosen for myself off the rack, but he’d somehow known I’d look killer in it.
