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Chapter Eight
Lucas
This week’s been hell.The fire at the hotel has been a fucking disaster. I have no idea when we’re going to be able to start refurbishing it, let alone when we might be able to think about reopening. The police are still looking into the fact it could be an inside job because of where it started and that the sprinkler system didn’t work. I’ve had multiple staff and guests in hospital. Thankfully nothing serious but it’s still not great. I’ve had meeting after meeting but things are going absolutely nowhere. And then, just to top all that off, I had that fight with Lilly and then haven’t been able to get in contact with her. I knew she had a friend down, but would it have been so much effort to text me back? I know I was out of line, trying to take control of her life. She’s independent and wants to make her own decisions. That’s one of the things I love about her. I’ve met so many women who are just after an easy ride and my money. It’s refreshing to spend time with someone who doesn’t care about allthat.
The thought of going to the annual charity auction I attend with my parents was filling me with the usual lack of excitement. Don’t get me wrong, I totally support it, but it’s not my kind of evening. I spend every day of the week dressed up in a suit trying to be something I’m not. I don’t want to spend my Saturday night like it as well. The little time I do get away from work is precious. If it wasn’t for my mother insisting I be there, I’d just give my usual donations and be done with it, but I can’t say no to her—I’ve never been able to. Then, it struck me that I could take Lilly, and my feelings about the nightchanged.
“Lucas, I can’t afford a dress from here,” Lilly complains as I pull her intoHarrods.
“Who says you’re buyingit?”
“Lucas,” she warns and I know I’m about to get the speech again so I cut heroff.
“I know you don’t want me spending my money on you, but you wouldn’t be going to this event if it wasn’t for me, and you are the only reason I’m looking forward to it. So please, just this once, let me spend my money. Trust me, it’ll be for my own benefit more thanyours.”
She looks up and me and opens her mouth to argue but must see something on my face that changes her mind, because she falls back into step next tome.
“It’s a formal event, so you want something gown-like, I guess,” I say as we start walking through the ladies’ section. I look around to see if anything catches my eye but I’m seriously in over my head here. I’ve done a lot in my life but never once have I been ladies’ clothes shopping. I’m pretty sure it’s not something I’ll be rushing to do again any time soon,either.
I trail behind Lilly as she looks around but she doesn’t stop or show interest in anything. This is going to be harder than Ithought.
“Don’t you like anything?” I ask when we come back around to where westarted.
“They are all stunning, Lucas. But did you see the prices? I know I agreed to this but it’scrazy.”
“Lilly, enough about the price. I will pay whatever, I want you to look and feel amazing. It’s the first time ever I’m going to have a date, and I know I sound like a dickhead but I want you to be the best dressed woman there. I want everyone to look at you on my arm and think, wow that’s what he’s been waitingfor.”
I see her chin drop open at my words and I swear her eyes water a little. Okay, so maybe that was a little much. But it’s the truth. I’m sure everyone at those fancy events thinks I’m gay because they are always filled with beautiful women, none of whom ever take myinterest.
“Fine,” she mutters and begins walking offagain.
This time I watch as she strokes some of the dresses as we walk past. She even pulls a few out slightly to look at the backs. But again, she doesn’t make anychoice.
“Come on,” I say as I grab her hand. I saw the sign for a personal shopper on the other side of the floor. We’re goingthere.
“I’m sorry, Sir, we’re booked at the moment.” Lilly goes to walk away but I stand my ground. There’s always a way to get what youwant.
Twenty minutes later and I’m sat on the plush sofa with a glass of champagne while a petite woman brings in dress after dress for Lilly to try on. Maybe this shopping thing isn’t so bad after all. I even manage to bang out a few emails while I’m sathere.
“I’m so sorry, Lucas. Wearing these sorts of dresses is unusual for me. I have no idea what I want or what suits me,” she says after the fifth dress gets escortedaway.
“We’ve got all day,” I reply, but hope we aren’t just going to be doingthis.
Another two dresses get refused before the woman returns with a black dress draped over herarm.
“Isn’t that a little plain?” I ask as she gets closer. There are no ruffles, flowers or diamonds as far as I can see, which is unlike everything else that has been whisked passed me sofar.
“No, Sir. Sometimes, simple is the best.” And then she’s gone again behind the door where Lilly is stood. Probably only in her underwear. The thought has my dick twitching. Last night wasn’t enough. After weeks of being away from her, my body is now craving her like a drug. My fingers dig into the velvet fabric of the sofa in an attempt to stay where I am and not join Lilly in that little room behind the door. I’ve never had sex in a shopbefore.
My mind flashes back to last night when Lilly walked out of our hotel en suite in the same little black dress that she wore the night I took her to dinner. It had the exact same effect one me as it did that firstnight.
It was even more incredible than the first time. I didn’t think that was possible. Her body is unbelievable; it’s like it was designed for me in every way and I can’t getenough.
“Holy shit,” I exclaim when she appears in front of me. She’s standing looking very unsure of herself in the black dress. It’s perfect, just like woman said it would be. It hugs her in all the right places and the V at the front shows off the swell of her breastsperfectly.
“Is it okay?” she asksnervously.
“It’s fucking amazing. You look…wow. Incredible.” A small smile starts to tug at the corners of her lips at mycompliment.
