(Myra’s POV)
When I held the soft fabric of the attire, unintentionally my mouth fell agape. As ordinary as I am, I know nothing about dresses and gown but even I could tell the sheer brilliance of that dress.
’But, isn’t it too appealing and attractive. This won’t be right, I am not the center of that party, Nora is. I should choose from the other options. Plus all of these are way too expensive.’
I was still hesitating a bit. A part of at least wanted to try it on, just for a mory but if I showed any interest in it they will surely purchase it, I could tell that. And also this is way too revealing for my standards, I won’t be able to look that good in it.
As I sighed heavily, keeping the dress aside with a stone on my heart, I tried the other three dresses one by one.
"Wow Myra, this is what was missing" Elio looked at with deep gaze and a dimple appearing on his cheek as he smiled aningfully.
Nora further added, "Brother Dion sure has great taste" and then she winked at playfully.
Dion, feeling proud of him, only shrugged in return.
"But why didn’t you wear the last one. There was one more outfit that I picked, right? Dion looked at and interrogated.
"Ummmm, aaaa, it just wasn’t my type" I said, biting my inner mouth, feeling guilty. I saw Dion narrowing his gaze on a bit but he didn’t said anything in return.
Then two voices sounded in the room, "What a pity." Both the boys comnted simultaneously.
’What is? Do they want to see in that dress?’ There was a look of a little disappointnt in both of their eyes.
"So which one is it?" Alana asked, "Which one do you like, Ms. Miracle?"
All the eyes were on again, putting in the spotlight. All the dresses were gorgeous and otherworldly indeed, still my mind was stuck on that last piece which I didn’t even try.
As their gazes intensified, I blurred out in a whisper, "the red one."
Alana chid, "I knew it. You have such great taste, Ms. Miracle. Although, you didn’t try it on but I can tell you, it will fit you perfectly."
Trying to salvage my slip up, I covered, "not this one, the other one with spaghetti straps, yeah that one."
"Okay, Clara, get the sheath dress packed." Alana ordered.
As we exited the studio, Alana added displaying a professional and polite smile, "Ms. Everest, Ms. Miracle your respective attires will be delivered to you before the party with all the necessary alterations and accessories. And Ms. Miracle, It was pleasure eting you for the first ti. Hope to see you again."
I smiled back and nodded in return, "the pleasure was all mine, Alana."
Elio went to get his car while Dion excused himself and went inside the studio again, "You guys go ahead, I forgot my car keys, will be back in a bit."
Now it was only and Nora alone as I asked her, "Nor, I’m a bit conflicted. Isn’t the dress that I chose too revealing? You know, I haven’t worn this type of clothing, ever" I sighed, as I was still in doubt about that dress. "And you know it is expensive as hell."
"That’s precisely why you should wear it. After a while, you won’t feel even an inch of discomfort. As for the dress, you looked like a total bomb shell. So, don’t worry too much. And Ra-ra, you have always taken care of regardless of the situation, whether it was back when we were young or even now, so a dress is sothing the least I could get you. For you, I can even build a twenty story, no, fifty story building with the most extravagant interior and that also won’t be enough. So, stop feeling indebted, okay Ra-ra."
Elio soon arrived with his car, lowering its window he said, "Nora, mom has called for you quite urgently." For a minute or two, both Nora and Elio fell into a daze and didn’t say a word.
Then Nora looked at and scratched her hair root, "Myra, I’m so sorry I know you ca with Elio but it must be very urgent for mom to call for . I have told Brother Dion, he’ll be here in a minute."
"Ahh, no problem. You both go ahead; Sara must be waiting for you." I encouraged her.
They both rushed in Elio’s car leaving a gust of dusty wind behind. ’Why did Nora say, that she has already asked Dion? How is that even possible? Ummmm, maybe, she ant otherwise but sothing ain’t right.’
I was lost in thought when I felt a tap on my shoulders.
I looked that way but didn’t found anyone, and then I looked the other side. There he was, so close to , poking his head near mine, "Searching for , babe?" Dion’s golden green eyes bored into my hazel ones intensely. I blinked rapidly because of our sudden closeness, his patchouli scent wafting around with light breeze, my throat feeling dry. I hitched my breath, pressing my lips tightly.
"Breathe Myra" Dion chuckled and showed an adorably charming smile. He stood straight and said, "So, now it’s only the two of us, hmm. That’s what I wanted" the last line wasn’t audible to .
"Let’s go Myra. I’ll take you sowhere" Dion suggested and started dragging my wheelchair towards his car. He clumsily but quite carefully supported from the wheelchair, even though it didn’t hurt much. Then he kept the chair in the trunk and ca to the drivers’ seat.
(Dion’s POV)
When I opened the cars’ door, her dazzlingly intoxicating flowery fragrance made feel woozy. Drey was bouncing and running, behaving like a crazy wolf inside , I looked at Myra with an inexplicable gaze, my desire for her increasing by every second. Because we were in a closed space, the tension amongst us rose rapidly.
I have tasted all types of girls, but this is sothing unique and it is making and my horny wolf restless.
To Be Continued . . . . . . .
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