Page 86 of Undeniably Perfect

“There, all done,” B-Ray announces as he spins me around.

I stare into the mirror in total and complete shock, my mouth falling open in disbelief. I touch my face because I’m pretty sure the beautiful creature staring back at me is not me.

“It’s you, sugar,” B-Ray says. “And damn, woman, I’d almost flip teams for you.”

My red hair is artfully braided in such a way that it looks like it’s not even real. The various braids wrap around into a knot on the back of my head. I look like a medieval princess.

Except no medieval princess that I’ve ever seen has the amazing smoky eye makeup and bright red lips that I have right now. My red hair and lips are amplified by the pale blue dress I’m wearing. It’s simple, satin, and long, coming up high in the front but dipping low on my back. The back has an intricate crisscross pattern of satin twining. A twin pearl choker sits on my neck and matching earrings dangle from my ears.

“Kent is going to shit himself,” B-Rays says as he nods his approval at his masterpiece.

“B-Ray, I’m gonna need you to move in,” I announce.

Everyone laughs. “I tried that before, but as you can see, he hasn’t caved yet,” Lyla says from the doorway.

I stand and wobble a little on my heels. “I hate heels,” I moan.

“You need them tonight,” Nate points out, motioning to my long dress.

I nod my begrudging agreement as I walk out and into the hallway. Nate offers me his arm, and we head to the study. Time to go get this show on the road. I can’t wait to give the Moores the special gift that I’ve made them.

Kent

B-Ray makes trumpet sounds as he enters with Lyla on his arm. She looks beautiful. Her dark hair is pulled up and Amery’s eyes make me want to leave the room so they can have privacy.

But nothing, and I mean nothing, prepares me for what follows.

Nate walks in with Tabitha on his arm. Ward whistles and I punch him in the gut.

“Hey,” he mutters.

I walk toward them and Nate releases Tabitha as he walks over to Ward and gives him a quick kiss, murmuring something to him, but I don’t hear or see anything except the vision of the goddess in front of me.

I hold out a hand, and she places hers in it. I pull it to the side and look up and down her body.

“You look fucking edible, kitten,” I whisper for her ears only. And that blush I love starts to appear on her cheeks.

“Thanks,” she says in a low sexy voice.

I stare into her eyes, memorizing every fleck of green, blue, brown, and hazel. “You ready, because we need to go now or I’m going to rip this dress off in front of everyone and have my way with you right there on my desk.”

Her eyes widen. “Alrighty then…let’s go…” She trails off and bites her lip as she looks at my desk. Then she looks up at me from beneath those long lashes, and I almost blow a load right there as she leans in and whispers, “You can have your way with me after the gala.”

I lean in and ghost my lips over hers. “Oh, sweetheart, you have no idea what I’m going to do after the gala.”

Her skin pebbles with goose bumps, and I smirk.

She slaps my chest. “Now, now, let’s not expand that ego any farther, or you won’t be able to get in the car.”

Chapter Thirty-Six

Tabitha

The ballroom at the hotel looks amazing. There are six enormous posters of the photographs that I took flanking the room. Additionally, there are photos I took at the hospital in giant banners along the far side of the room. The shots are all candid ones of kids. Some without their hair, some hooked up to IVs, some in wheelchairs, but all of them just being kids, playing games, reading books, holding stuffed animals. I loved those shots, and I loved the kids too. The staff for the charity auction is busy at the check-in table.

Kent leans in toward me with pride in his eyes. “These photographs are amazing, Tabby .”

I blush. “Thanks.”

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