331. Prisoner

Mauve spun as she stared into the mirror. The dress hung to her slim figure but not in a way that was uncomfortable, it rested comfortably on her skin, the soft material was easy to carry around, Mauve knew she would have a hard time taking it off.

The neck hung low but it wasn't anything she wasn't used to and the sleeves started right at the edge of her shoulders, giving the neckline a square cut.

"What do you think about it?" Yasmin asked impatiently when she just stared at the mirror without saying anything.

She turned to the vampire with a bright look on her face, "I love it, it's so pretty." She spun again, enjoying the flay of the dress.

Yasmin's expression relaxed, "There is nothing you'd like me to change?"

"Change?" Mauve asked in horror. "I don't even want to take it off."