looks are the polar opposite of Gabe. He
has short blonde hair and light blue eyes that can appear gray in certain light.
“Alex, please tell Gabe I don’t need a man. I am doing well
on my own.”
Alex gives me wicked smirk, “Oh no darling I agree with Gabe
on this one. You are too young and beautiful to be alone.” All I can do is
shake my head, it seems I am outnumbered on this one but thankfully the only
vote that counts is my own and it has been cast.
They converse quietly about what hairstyle will compliment
Gabe’s design before laying out a timeline for the afternoon. Gabe walks into
the back of the store as Alex walks over and assesses my hair.
“So who is the date? Is it that hot footballer I have seen you
with?” What is it about these guys and my love life?
“Yes, Austin is my date and a very close friend.” He chuckles
to himself as he walks around me and checks my nails.
“When we are done with you there is no way he will want to be
just your friend.”
I decide explaining that I am the one who imposed the
boundaries in my relationship with Austin would be a fruitless effort. Instead,
I will let these two scheme the afternoon away while they pamper and beautify me.
“Where did Gabe go,” I ask Alex hoping to change the subject
if only for a moment.
“He went to get the dress. It is amazing, by far his best
work so far. You will be stunning and if anyone asks, you must mention Gabe. He
will never…”
He trails off as Gabe walks back in holding an emerald gown
with the bottom draped over one arm. I nonchalantly nod at Alex making sure he
knows that I intend to give Gabe any publicity I can.
“Come, come you have to try it on in case it needs any last
minute alterations.” We all know it won’t need anything because Gabe is a
genius, and he knows my body better than anyone.
We make our way over to the dressing area and he instructs me
to lose all the clothes except my panties. I feel a little self-conscious
standing here half-naked but I turn to him, he is holding open the gown, and I carefully
step in. He pulls it up and over one shoulder. As the zipper slides up my back,
I get a small shiver. Gabe slides his hands down my sides and waist smoothing
the material before taking a final look.
“Holy shit Gabe, that is your masterpiece,” Alex whispers
with tears in his eyes.
I nod to him and he smiles before Gabe instructs me to turn
around and see the brilliance of his work. Slowly pivoting on the pedestal to
face the three-way mirror I am speechless when I see my reflection in the
mirrors.
The dress is spectacular. It is a floor length, emerald gown,
with a high side slit that shows off my toned legs. The bodice is a wrap style
that comes off my right shoulder wrapping around and leaving two exposed, diamond
shaped, slits on my left side. The material is slick and sticks to my every
curve.
I spin around a few times taking in my appearance. It shows
more skin than I am comfortable with, but it is tasteful, and one of a kind.
Gabe is eyeing me with unease as he waits for my reaction. I
take my time before giving him his due. “Gabe, you have outdone yourself. This
dress is perfect. I adore it and you.”
He comes over lightly hugging me, “Are you sure? You are generally
more modest, but I couldn’t resist this time.”
I can’t help laughing, “That is true, but if you think I can
pull this off then I will just have to trust your professional opinion. After
all I have been for the past few years have I not.”
Three hours later, I am again standing in my gown in front of
the mirror. Gabe chose a pair of silver open-toed strap heels that will test my
balance and grace. Alex has styled my hair, so it softly cascades down my back in
subtle waves. My make-up is understated but draws the green out of my eyes so
they appear as dark my dress. They added a chunky diamond bracelet and long
diamond drop earrings to complete the ensemble.
I feel like a princess who deserves her