Page 79 of Beyond the Cage
Gem begins pulling dresses off his rack and moves toward me again.
“Wait. What’s going on here?” I ask.
“Why, I’m here to dress you, darling.”
“Dress me? For what?”
He gives Cameron a disapproving look then turns back to me. “He’s hot, but he’s not much of a sharer, is he?”
“No, he’s not.”
“Well, apparently, your handsome beau here has something special planned for tonight. I’m here to facilitate your wardrobe.”
As I peer at Cameron with suspicion, Gem begins holding dresses against my body. “What have you got planned?”
He just smiles, grabs a chair, and sits back to watch. Gem grabs both sides of my face and turns my head to the side. He lets out a loud shriek and turns to Cameron accusatorily.
“Cammy, you cannibal! Look what you did to the poor girl’s neck!”
‘Cammy’ smirks and crosses his arms over his chest. Gem inspects my neck once more, his face scrunched in deep thought.
“I guess we can cover it up…or maybe a scarf.”
He reaches for a deep-cut dress and I remember the spots on my breasts. I smile at him and shake my head. “Can’t wear that.”
He throws up his hand in exasperation and scoffs.
“Men and their passions! Trust me, honey, I know. I just can’t show you where mine are.”
He winks and turns back to his rack. I like him. I think we’re going to get along just fine. He rifles through his selection once more and pulls out a white lace dress.
“I think this will be perfect. Breasts are covered…high neck. If you keep your hair down, you should be fine. Cap sleeves…there aren’t any on your arms, are there?”
He raises a questioning brow. I smile and shake my head again.
“Legs?”
I giggle. “Nope.”
“Fabulous! Now, go try it on. I don’t think Cammy wants me seeing the goods.”
I head to the bedroom and slip into the dress. The scalloped hem falls mid-thigh, a few inches below the lining. It’s fitted and shows off my figure perfectly. I love it! I walk back to where I left the men and Cameron sits up straight in his chair, staring at me in wide-eyed admiration.
“Darling, you look gorgeous!” Gem exclaims. “Makes me re-think this whole dating men thing.”
“Sorry, Gem, but I’m taken,” I say, holding Cameron’s gaze. His lips curl up in a smile and he leans back in his chair once more.
“Lucky bitch.” Gem rolls his eyes.
My possessive and protective boyfriend jumps to his feet, another deadly glare pointed at Gem. I quickly raise both hands to stop him from ripping the other man apart.
“It’s okay, Cameron. It’s not meant the way you think it is.”
“Yes,Cameron,” Gem mocks me. “That’s just the way us girls talk to each other,” he continues as he pulls a pair of fuchsia and white Louboutin pumps from his rack. I forget all about Cameron’s anger.
“Those are gorgeous!”
“I know.” He smirks, grabbing a matching fuchsia walker coat.
