Page 122 of Hyde and Seek
Unless I go in there for something else. Then I might trip and have to grab the knob to stop my fall. That might accidentally open the closet door.
Oops.
Jake:Go look, yeah?
Woo hoo!
Walking into the room, I turned on the light and opened the closet door. “Oh, Jake,” I whispered to myself.
In front of me was a gorgeous green dress with a bag from Ella’s looped around the hanger.
I jumped when my phone started ringing. Checking the screen, I answered immediately. “Jake.”
“Like it?”
“I love it, but the watch was enough. Actually, I was happy just waking up in your bed.”
“I’d give you the fuckin’ moon, Piper. Honest to God, lay the whole fuckin’ world at your feet,” Jake said, his voice low and gravelly. Before I could respond, someone called his name. “I gotta go. Love you.”
“Love you, too.”
After hanging up, I grabbed the dress and bag from the closet and brought them to my room. I peeked into the bag to see a pair of black pumps, a glitter clutch, and the world’s tiniest thong.
Returning to my hot rollers, I put them in and started on my makeup. Because the dress was so bold, I used a neutral cream colored shimmer shadow, black liner, and dramatic mascara to do my eyes. I went light on the blush and skipped the lip gloss altogether.
When I got changed, I knew I’d made the right decision.
The soft, jersey dress was completely off my shoulders. Black lace detailing around the edges gave glimpses of more skin, but also made it a softer, more feminine look. The material was clingy, which explained the miniscule thong.
No matter how extensive my underwear collection was, I didn’t have any that wouldn’t leave visible panty lines.
I pulled a shoe out and set it on the bed carefully before picking up my phone to text Jake.
Me:These shoes are Jimmy Choo.
Jake:The purse thing is, too. I still have no clue what that means. Alicia picked them out. I just agreed they looked hot.
Me:Alicia?
Jake:Went into Ella’s and she was fuckin’ ecstatic to help me out. Mostly ‘cause that means I’m still with you. She likes you, sweets.
Me:I like her, too. But you don’t have to do this stuff.
Jake:I know I don’t have to. I like it.
Me:How do I argue with that?
Jake:You don’t. On my way in a few.
From the first time I saw his sexy, broad back in the shop, I’d beenwayinto Jake. There’d been a pull to him that had nothing to do with his status or what he could give me.
Well, except for the orgasms I’d been sure he could supply. Thank the sex god himself I was right about that.
It wasn’t what he was buying me that made me so happy.
Okay, they were Jimmy Choo’s, so it wasn’tjustthat.
It was him.
