Chapter 54

“It’ll be a good Christmas, I swear,” Ali murmured quietly.

Yazid hummed, staring at the ceiling.

He had his doubts, but…this was what you got for being so suckered by a pretty face. Not even the rest of him. Just the face and those big blue eyes.

Story of his fucking life, man.27thFebruary 2015

“What do you think?”

Ali looked up over the top of his magazine, and snorted. “Oh my God! What are youwearing?”

Harem pants. Bright blue harem pants. And a matching bra. And—

“Where on earth did you find that wig?”

Yazid beamed and did a twirl. He had, in true stag do fashion, made no attempt to actually look feminine, and his hairy chest under the bra was more than a bit disturbing.

“I take it Kevin settled on a theme then?”

“Disney princesses!”

Ali laughed. “And you’re Jasmine, are you?”

“Seemed fitting,” Yazid beamed. “Tell you what, though, these pants are not flattering. The sultans had weird tastes.”