CHAPTER SEVEN

By the time I reemerge from the bathroom, ready to get this night over with, Reese has already dressed and left the room. I walk over to my suitcase and grab the black high heels I packed. They are dangerously high, buckle around my ankle, and scream sex kitten. I might actually kill myself wearing these tonight, but when the hell else am I going to wear them? Besides to bed with Reese, which will definitely be happening very soon. I strap them on and walk over to the floor-length mirror hanging on the wall. My blonde hair is falling over my bare shoulders. My makeup is looking on point and very sexy, thanks to my false eyelashes, and my dress is short, black, and practically a second skin. It's probably a good thing Reese has left the room already because I seriously doubt he'd let me walk out of here in this. He took it upon himself months ago to categorize the majority of my wardrobe as for his eyes only, leaving me with only a few dresses deemed fit for public outings, according to his standards. And none of those dresses would do tonight. This is my bachelorette party; I'm supposed to look sinful. Besides, he can rip this off my body later and do whatever the hell he wants with it. And by it, I mean my dress and my body.

"Holy shit," Joey practically squeals as I walk very carefully down the stairs. Juls and Brooke are standing by the doorway, both in tight dresses themselves, and Joey is looking exceptional in a dress shirt and khakis. "Thank Christ the guys left already. There's no way in Hell Reese would approve of that dress, which you look amazing in."

I smile widely. "Thanks. You don't look so bad yourself."

"You look incredible, sweets," Juls adds as I come to a stop at the last step. She points at my feet with her perfectly manicured finger. "I need to borrow those shoes immediately. They are fabulous."

"The limo's here!" Brooke chirps, swinging the door open. "Let's get this party started."

I hold my clutch with one hand as Joey takes my other, looping it through his arm. "Are you ready to get down and dirty, cupcake?"

I smile at him, concealing my apprehension. "As ready as I'll ever be."