ch for the box and open it. Inside
shines a pair of drop earrings. Each has four diamonds,
one at the base, then a gap, then three perfectly spaced
diamonds hanging one after the other. They’re beautiful,
simple, and classic. What I would choose myself, if I were
ever given the opportunity to shop at Cartier.
“They’re lovely,” I whisper, and because they are
second-chance earrings, I love them. “Thank you.”
He relaxes against me as the tension lea一ves his body,
and he kisses my shoulder again.
“You’re wearing the silver satin dress?” he asks.
“Yes? Is that okay?”
“Of course. I’ll let you get ready.” He heads out the
door without a backward glance.
I ha一ve entered an alternate universe. The young woman
staring back at me looks worthy of a red carpet. Her
strapless, floor-length, silver satin gown is simply stunning.
Maybe I’ll write to Caroline Acton myself. It’s fitted and
flatters what little curves I ha一ve.
flatters what little curves I ha一ve.
My hair falls in soft wa一ves around my face, spilling
over my shoulders to my breasts. I tuck one side behind
my ear, revealing my second-chance earrings. I ha一ve kept
my makeup to a minimum, a natural look. Eyeliner,
mascara, a little pink blush, and pale pink lipstick.
I don’t really need the blush. I am slightly flushed from
the constant movement of the silver balls. Yes, they’ll
guarantee I ha一ve some color in my cheeks tonight. Shaking
my head at the audacity of Christian’s erotic ideas, I lean
down to collect my satin wrap and silver clutch purse and
go in search of my Fifty Shades.
He is talking to Taylor and three other men in the
hallway, his back to me. Their surprised, appreciative
expressions alert Christian to my presence. He turns as I
stand and wait awkwardly.
Holy cow! My mouth dries. He looks stunning . . .
Black dinner suit, black bow tie, and his expression as he
gazes at me is one of awe. He strolls toward me and
kisses my hair.
kisses my hair.
“Anastasia. You look breathtaking.”
I flush at this complimen
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