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risky choice, but she wanted to be festive. It was strapless and clung to her in all of the right places, and the pumps were just the right combination of sweet yet sexy. Reaching into her bag, she pulled out a pearl choker with a diamond clasp that matched the earrings she had put on earlier. She was admiring herself in the mirror, thankful for the fact that her panties didn’t leave a line, when Cam opened the bathroom door. The look on his face stopped her cold.
    He was dressed in nothing more than his black trousers, and Lily couldn’t help but stare. His hair was still damp from his shower and uncombed, and all in all, he looked incredibly…yummy. The scowl on his face, however, was not.
    â€œWhat the hell are you wearing?” he demanded.
    Lily looked at herself and mentally cursed. She had been so worried about saying something to embarrass Cam that she’d never thought about needing to dress more conservatively than her normal style. Whenever Lily got nervous, she made jokes. “It’s a dress, Cam,” she said with a little laugh. “What does it look like?”
    She saw him take a deep breath before he spoke. “I know it’s a dress, Lily. I’m not blind. But isn’t it a bit much for a business dinner?”
    â€œOh, well,” she stammered, then walked over to her suitcase and pulled out an ivory cashmere sweater and put it on. “I was going for festive with the red and figured the sweater would tone it down a bit. If you don’t like it, I can skip tonight’s dinner and shop tomorrow for something a little more appropriate.” She was nervous and sorting through all of her clothes to see if her other dresses were more subdued in style, so she never heard Cam’s approach.
    Gently placing his hands on her shoulders, he stopped her and simply said her name. When she didn’t make a move, Cam turned her around to face him. “Hey,” he said softly. “I’m sorry. I guess I’m used to being in stuffy, conservative mode, and I never really gave a thought to how a woman would dress for one of these events. You look beautiful, and I don’t want you to skip dinner tonight. I want you with me.”
    His words warmed her, and she began to feel like her old self again. “Only if you’re sure, because I would completely understand if…”
    Cam placed a finger over her lips to silence her. “I want you with me,” he repeated and smiled when she nodded. “Okay then. Let me finish getting ready, and we’ll head downstairs for drinks.”
    â€œYou wouldn’t happen to have a red tie with you, would you?” she asked hopefully.
    â€œAre we just meeting?”
    Rolling her eyes, she shrugged and went to hang up her belongings, something she should have done when she got in. “I’m sorry. What was I thinking?” Lily went back to the task at hand, and five minutes later, Cam walked out of the bathroom looking like something out of GQ . His black suit fit him perfectly. The snowy-white dress shirt was pressed within an inch of its life, and the black silk tie looked immaculate against it. His hair, which was always styled to near-military precision, was impeccable, and his black wire glasses were the perfect accessory.
    â€œYou look incredibly handsome, sir,” she said and brushed at imaginary lint on his jacket just so that she could touch him. She turned them toward the mirror so she could see how they looked side by side and then frowned.
    â€œWhat’s the matter?” Cam asked, thoroughly confused because he was smiling at how they looked.
    â€œIt’s all wrong,” she said, walking over to the closet. “I have a black dress with me. I’ll change into that one, and then we’ll look more coordinated.” Then she mumbled, “If only you had a red tie.”
    Cam sighed loudly. “This is all over a tie?”
    â€œAnd maybe a hanky for your