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Hannah emerged in a pink dress with a full tulle skirt that cinched at the waist before flaring out in gossamer layers. She walked up and down the short platform before them. The dress reminded Jaxon of the ornate pastries displayed in patisseries.
Lou tilted her head, considering. “It's sweet, but too princess-y.”
Hannah retreated and, in her wake, taking the platform was Mia in a sleek black sheath dress with an asymmetrical neckline. Severe and modern, it didn't suit Jaxon's image of Delcy's soft femininity. Colton grunted in agreement with Jaxon's silent assessment.
Several more options came and went, each missing the mark in some way. Then came a navy wrap dress in a silky fabric that hugged every curve. The hem hit just above the knee, showing a tempting glimpse of thigh.
Jaxon straightened, eyes locked on the swirl of the fabric over the model's hips. “That one. It's perfect.”
Lou beamed. “I had a feeling you'd love it.” She made a note on her tablet.
Hannah stepped forward in a cocktail dress with a hem that flirted with her mid-thigh. It was bold in color—a vibrant shade of cerulean blue that made her skin glow. Jaxon watched as she paired it with stilettos that added an edge to her already statuesque figure.
“That's stunning,” he said. He could picture Delcy in it—her slender legs accentuated, her walk confident and alluring.
Colton remained silent until Zoe emerged in an emerald gown that flowed around her like water. The dress hugged every curve as if it were a second skin, transforming her into an embodiment of elegance.
“That one,” Colton said firmly.
Lou clapped her hands excitedly as Mia twirled in a sundress splashed with vivid florals that seemed to dance with her movements.
“Oh! That's perfect for daytime outings!”
The session continued in this manner—each model showcasing an array of styles from miniskirts to flowing gowns to bright patterns—all carefully scrutinized by Lou's discerning eye.
As they approached the fortieth dress—a figure-hugging number that shimmered under the boutique lights—Jaxon caught Colton's eye. They shared an unspoken agreement, both men captivated by visions of Delcy transforming these mere fabrics into statements of beauty.
Bianca cleared her throat delicately. “Shall we move on to lingerie?”
Jaxon nodded; his pulse quickened at the thought.
The models returned clad in delicate lace and silk creations that played a tantalizing game of reveal and conceal. Each piece whispered promises against skin—some daringly transparent while others teased with intricate patterns that hinted at what lay beneath.
Jaxon's throat went dry at the sight of a pastel-pink lace teddy with a plunging neckline. The delicate scalloped trim did nothing to diminish its allure.
“Imagine our little minx Delcy in that,” Lou teased.
Jaxon swallowed hard, the image seared into his mind.
Colton picked a black lace ensemble, its craftsmanship exquisite, appreciating how it managed to be both revealing and elegant.
Jaxon gravitated toward a white set adorned with tiny pearls—a stark contrast to Colton's choice but no less enticing in its innocence laced with seduction.
The models continued their parade, and each selection brought forth elicited comments from Lou or silent nods from Jaxon and Colton—their thoughts drifting to how each item would contour to Delcy's form.
Amidst whispers of silk and murmurs of approval, they wove together a tapestry of attire for Delcy—each piece chosen with care and an intimate knowledge of what might delight or enchant her.
They picked an array of lacy underthings, bralettes and bodysuits and teddies in lush fabrics. Lou insisted on including cozy pajama sets as well.
“A woman needs options,” she declared.
Finally, the order was complete and delivery was to be made immediately. They emerged into the late afternoon sunlight. The outing had bolstered Jaxon's anticipation of their impending trip. Soon, he and Colton would have Delcy all to themselves, able to lavish her with all she deserved.
Lou checked her phone, making a pleased sound.
“The spa reservation for Delcy is secured for tomorrow. The Sterling reputation can open any fully booked schedule,” she said with a laugh. “Brothers, you better have your jet ready to go.”
Jaxon nodded. Their elaborate courting plan was coming together. Jaxon could already envision Delcy relaxed and glowing after a day of pampering. He intended to keep that radiance on her face for the duration of their getaway.
