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This time as a Greek goddess.
And dammit. She was definitely leaving that party with a date. With whoever the fuck she wanted one with.
She was stunning.
The costume was made up of a long white dress that brushed the floor. It was cinched at the waist with a gold belt that matched the gold leaves that circled her head and the two bracelets that wrapped around her wrists. The bodice of the dress tied behind her neck, leaving her arms and shoulders bare and did show off some very nice cleavage, but it sure as hell covered up more than either of the other two.
He still didn’t want her wearing it. Or going to that party at all. Or going out with Luke. Or even smiling at Luke. Or anyone else.
He blew out a breath. He was in really big trouble here.
“You’re not going to trip over that hem, are you?” he asked, eyeing the bottom of the dress.
He couldn’t just suddenly start babbling about how fucking gorgeous she was. She’d think he had a brain tumor. Though theyhadalways told each other the full, honest, you-can-count-on-me truth. And the truth was…she took his breath away.
She lifted a foot, showing him the gold strapped flat sandal she wore. “Nope.”
“And be sure you wear a bra. That material is really thin. Don’t need to give Lars a nip peek ahead of time.”
Both of her eyebrows went up. Her cheeks got pink again at the mention of her nipple, but she asked, “Are you saying you approve of this one?”
“Unless you’ve got a clown suit up there with super baggy pants this will have to do. Or maybe you could go as… a hippo or something.”
“Wow. Okay, so since I have no other costumes, particularly ones that will make me look ridiculous or like ahugeanimal, I guess I’ll go with this one.”
Beau nodded. “Okay then.”
“Okay.”
He set the knife down, went to the sink, washed his hands, dried them on a towel, then turned to the group. “Well, the disposal works and you have a costume that works, so I guess I’ll just get out of here.”
He was very aware of why his gut was clenching now.
He grabbed his toolbox and headed for the front door.
“Beau!”
He stopped, silently cursing, as Becca came running after him.
He turned in the front foyer. “Yeah?”
“Thanks. I know you don’t care about this and this seems stupid to you and it’s not what you came over here for but…” She looked down at the goddess costume she wore.
Beau’s hand tightened on the handle of his toolbox.
She lifted her head and met his eyes. “I know I can always count on you to be honest with me, even when it’s to tell me something is stupid, and that means a lot.”
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
It meant a lot to him too.
“The party isn’t stupid,” he said. “And that costume isn’t stupid. In fact, you’re a fucking knock-out in it and Luke isn’t going to know what hit him.”
Yes, he’d used the fucker’s correct name. This mattered to her.
Her smile was sweet and genuine and even a little shy. “You really think so?”
“Definitely. You’re gorgeous. And that costume is the only one that’s even remotely fair to him.”
