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From dresses that look more like scarves, to crop tops, short-shorts, and miniskirts, Kami has a wardrobe any girl, besides me, would die to have. She says her skimpy clothes are totally comfortable, but I don’t see the appeal of wearing something that emphasizes my chest and barely covers my lady bits.
I watch him pull a handful of garments from her closet and lay them across her bed. Everything he’s chosen is eye-poppingly tight and short.
“Choose your outfit.”
Gaping down at the options, I cringe. How will any of these cover the essentials?
I pick up a slinky scrap of a dress. “Are you sure this isn’t a mosquito net?”
“If it is, maybe you’ll catch something in it.” He laughs.
I shake my head, putting down the garment, and lift a white dress that’s so tiny, it looks like it was made for a Barbie doll.
How does Kami fit her ass in this thing?
“There’s no way this is a complete dress. Are you wanting me to go out half naked?”
“It would be an improvement,” he quips, taking the garment from me and stretching it between his big, solid hands. “See? It’ll be fine. A lot of women wear something similar to this.”
I cast it a dubious stare. “I don’t think it will fit.”
“You’re wrong. These styles are one-size-fits-all.”
What if I’m the exception? The possibility makes me cringe.
But I take it from him with a sigh. “All right. If this thing is see-through, it’s a hell no.”
Marching back to my room, I close the door behind me and stare at the tiny tangle of fabric. “How do I even get into this thing?”
“Step into it, sweetheart. One foot after the other,” he says on the far side of the door.
“That’s easy for you to say. Your ass isn’t being squeezed in a garment half the size of a tissue.”
As he laughs, I grab the bottom of the dress and step in, shimmying it up my thighs and over my hips. The more I work it up my body, the more it stretches. I’m shocked when it fits over my large bust with ease and still manages to cover the rest of my essentials, the hem ending at mid-thigh.
As I study myself in the full-length mirror next to my bed, I gasp. It’s gorgeous. The dress hugs every curve of my body. A keyhole in the middle of my chest shows off a healthy amount of cleavage but conceals everything important. The garment makes my waist look tiny and clings to the swells of my hips, showing off my hourglass figure.
“OMG, I look hot.” And I’m shocked.
Jonathan knocks. “Care to share?”
“Uh, yeah. Hold on a second.” I try my best to pull down the hem a bit farther, but it’s no use.
Sighing, I tug the door open. Jonathan stands in the doorway, elbow braced against the jamb. His eyes widen like saucers when he sees me. The burn of his stare has me blushing.
“Does it look okay?” I fidget self-consciously.
“You look…wow. Holy…wow.”
“You’re sure? It’s so short, I don’t think I can bend over without showing everyone everything.”
“Then it’s perfect for tonight.”
I glance in the mirror again, unable to look away. “Now I see what you’re talking about. Even though I feel kind of exposed in this thing, I feel strangely like my confidence just went up, too.” I strike a pose. “I feel…sexy.”
“You are. You have a beautiful body, Kiera. You should flaunt it more often.”
The way he compliments me has me blushing even more. I don’t think anyone has ever flattered me like that in my life.
