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“Gentlemen,” Céline said haughtily. “Don’t be assholes, because I will keep these awesome chicks and throw your asses to the curb.”
I wasn’t so sure she was joking.
But my mind emptied of everything except Dani when she stepped out into the hall.
“Ça me laisse pantoise,” I breathed. I was speechless.
Dani’s blond locks were gathered into a low ponytail on one side of her head, and the soft waves flowing down to rest on one of her incredible breasts. Her makeup was light, just enough to accent all of her best features, and she was wearing a diamond necklace and earrings that had been in my family for centuries.
I almost swallowed my tongue when I scanned the gown she was wearing. It was silver and silky, clinging to her every curve. The front dipped into a low cowl neckline that showed just a hint of cleavage. I didn’t like the thoughts it would inspire in other men, but the hopeful look on Dani’s face meant I would man the fuck up and deal with it. Then she shifted, and I noticed the slit in the skirt. I’d missed it at first glance because it wasn’t fitted from the waist down and the material swished, hiding the split at first.
It went all the way up to the top of her thigh. Any higher, and it would show the bottom of her panties. A red haze misted at the sides of my vision, and I turned to tell my sister that no way in hell was my woman going dressed like that, but she stared at me in a way that dared me to ruin Dani’s happiness.
Merde.
“You look absolutely gorgeous, princesse.” I told Dani as I closed the distance between us and cupped her face. “How did I get so damn lucky?”
Dani melted into me, and I put my arms around her, splaying my hands on her back…all I felt was skin. I pulled away and flipped her around.
Her naked fucking back. I was going to kill my sister. The dress had a cowl in the back as well, except it dipped so low that it barely hid the crack of her ass. The thick straps at the top curled under her arms to connect back with the front of the dress.
“No fucking way,” I growled. “Find something else to wear.”
Dani’s face fell, and I could feel my sister’s deadly gaze boring into the side of my head.
“The only person allowed to see that much of you is me, princesse.”
“Not a chance in hell!” I heard my brother exclaim suddenly, and I figured Céline had pulled the same shit with Isa’s dress.
“I told you he wouldn’t go for it,” Isa grumbled. I glanced over, and when I saw the sides of her dress, or lack thereof, I understood my brother’s outburst.
Dani and Isa shared a look then each glared at their respective fiancée before marching back into the suite.
“What the hell, Céline?” I snapped.
“You’re such Neanderthals!” Céline shouted, tossing her hands in the air and marching after the girls.
10
TRISTAN
Ifelt like a jackass, but I was pretty sure that if Dani wore that dress to the party, I would end up killing someone.
Philippe was pacing and muttering under his breath, and our brother-in-law was leaning against the wall trying not to laugh.
“Just because she’s queen doesn’t mean she’ll change who she is, brother,” I snarked. I could remember plenty of instances where Timothée had forced his wife to change when he deemed her outfit too revealing.
Timothée rolled his eyes. “She’s more mature than you think. I imagine she’ll dress much like every other queen we’ve had for centuries.”
I snorted a laugh, and Philippe did the same. There was no way in hell that our baby sister would be caught dead in the kind of boring shit our mother wore to events. I was pretty sure she’d yanked off her first set of pearls at two years old and threw them across the room.
The door opened once more, and I braced myself for whatever ridiculous dress my sister had talked Dani into now.
But I couldn’t say a damn thing about this one. Dani looked like an angel that was made for sin. The strapless dress was white and the shimmery fabric it was made of went all the way to the floor. The bodice was slightly stiff, fitted perfectly to her hourglass figure. And while it definitely highlighted her breasts, the front was high enough above her cleavage that I wouldn’t fly into a rage any time another man looked at her.
I used my finger and indicated that she should turn in a circle. When I saw that the back basically matched the front, I sighed in relief.
“Magnifique,” I murmured when she faced me once more. “You are a goddess, ma princesse.”
Dani blushed and sashayed over to me, making me want to drag her to the nearest empty room and tear the dress into pieces before fucking her brains out.
