As it turns out, the man Andy fell in love with is more of a mystery than she first thought. When they give their relationship another chance, it's not long before Lex's secrets begin to unravel, threatening their happily ever after.
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Being overconfident when it came to my appearance wasn't something I usually did. Far from it. But as I glimpsed one final time at myself in the mirror, I had to admit I looked pretty bomb.
I had picked a cute little black dress that looked very proper and innocent, with 3/4 sleeves, a white, crisp Peter Pan collar, and a shape that hugged my upper body perfectly to then flare out and stop right above my knees. At my feet, I had a pair of black round-toed shoes, with a heel that was a lot considering what I usually wore, and a strap buckled over the bridge of my feet. I looked vintage, almost like a schoolgirl, and while it wasn't exactly fancy, as per Lex's instructions, I was still dressed up.
Underneath my very reasonable dress, though, I was anything but reasonable. I had decided to wear the sexiest, skimpiest ensemble I'd bought on my Victoria's Secret shopping spree weeks ago. I had never worn it before, but tonight called for it.
It was a very small balconette bra that barely reached high enough to cover my nipples, and the equally inefficient thong that went with it. Since it was rather cold outside, I was wearing tights with pretty garters, held up by straps that hung from the garter belt at my waist. The fabric was a beige-colored lace that was almost the exact same shade as my skin. Small, adorable powder pink bows made out of silk ribbons were scattered in strategic spots, which made it look cute despite the sheer provocativeness of the ensemble. It was see-through and you could clearly glimpse at everything that was happening beneath the lace.
My goal was to make Lex lose his mind and fuck me into oblivion. With this little number, I was confident it was an attainable outcome.
Tammy had helped me with all this, doing my nails while we watched another episode of our fashion show. I had picked a pink that was identical to the ribbons of my lingerie, and I liked the little teaser it offered. She'd then taken care of my makeup, skillfully giving me smokey eyes, light enough so it was still tasteful, accentuating the almond shape of my eyes.
I was still debating what I should do with my hair. It was becoming too long, and I never knew how to style it. I didn't want to tie it, but I also didn't want to leave it like this. I was trying a few things with a couple of bobby pins when the doorbell rang.
"Fuck," I muttered, realizing I was late.
Lex had surprised me by telling me he'd pick me up at five. It sounded a little early, but I trusted whatever he had planned for us. Outside, Tammy stopped whatever she was doing in the kitchen, and I understood she was taking care of Lex.
Out of ideas, I decided to clear out my ear, on which I'd changed all my piercings for a series of gold and pearl assorted earrings, so I pulled my hair up on that side and made it hold in place with the pins. It allowed the large gold hoops I was wearing to be more visible. I checked the results, inspected the rest of me, and nervously straightened my dress.
It would be fine. We'd already had at least a dozen of what could be considered dates. We knew what we were doing, and we were amazing at it. The front door opened, and I decided I wouldn't do better than this. I grabbed my clutch as I exited my room, my heart beating too fast.
