Becca
I wasn’t sure what I expected when I allowed Allegra to help get me ready. But Lord have mercy, did this girl have plans I was unprepared for. Staring in the mirror, I had to admit, I did look absolutely gorgeous. My long hair was curled to perfection and held back with small bobby pins at the back of my head, loose strands hanging low over my shoulders, and my makeup dark and smoky, my lips bright red.
I looked like a f*cking siren, ready to poach men and drag them to their death.
I was wearing lace, leather, and the tallest heels I had ever worn, something I wasn’t too crazy about because I knew that by the end of my night, my feet would be screaming at me.
Although the moment I stepped from her room heading out into the living room where Neal was waiting, the look on his face said it all.
I was absolutely gorgeous, and it made me feel wanted.
“She really did a number on you, didn’t she?”
