Little Black Dress

My first day of work wasn’t that bad. I was basically free to do what I wanted in between Jack’s meetings. Sarah the ice queen had glared at me as I walked in and when I had left this afternoon but I wasn’t about to try and figure her out. Maybe she was just lonely having to sit in the front by herself all day.

Part of me had expected Lucas to find his way back into the building but he never made an appearance. I wasn't sure how I would feel seeing him anyway. I still didn't know how to take him. He was used to getting his way, he was arrogant as hell but damn if his dominance didn't turn me on. I had to remind myself that he was everything I needed to stay away from. 

The drive home from work was brutal, I hated downtown traffic. I could have easily gotten out and walked faster than it took me to drive home but then again I would have probably been mugged and left for dead on the side of the road. Sometimes I hated the city. 

Walking into my apartment I frowned seeing a box on the counter. What the hell I thought as I sat my bag down. Who had been in my apartment? Grabbing the card that sat atop it I opened it up to read, “wear this tonight, Lucas.”

That boy needed to learn some boundaries and I needed to take his fucking key. Still, I couldn’t help but smile to myself as I pulled the top off the box and set it to the side. I pulled out a black dress almost afraid of what I would find inside. If I didn’t know better I would have thought I had pulled out a shirt. The dress had a deep v plunged neck and was short. So short that I had doubts if I would be able to bend down without showing my whole ass. How in the hell did he expect me to wear this? And why the fuck was he buying me dresses?

Grabbing the box I took it to my room throwing it on the bed. Knowing Lucas it would be late before he arrived so I decided to make the most of it and order Chinese. The plus of being back in the big city was that you could order about any kind of food and have it delivered. As I waited for my takeout to arrive I tried to not think of the tiny black dress laying on my bed, or Lucas. The last was easier said than done.

Even as I ate I couldn’t take my thoughts away from him. I hadn’t expected him to make his move on me yesterday. I hadn't expected myself to just fall all over him either. He made me nervous. I didn't know what to do with him either and I still wanted to know why he was suddenly attracted to me. 

I knew damn well that I couldn’t afford this apartment on my own. I had googled the building at work and about fell out when I saw that the apartments on my floor rented out for seven thousand plus. The only reason I hadn’t text him about it was because I had decided I would talk to him in person and try to figure out what the hell he was up to. He had to be up to something. Things like this just didn't happen to people like me.

After I ate I put my leftovers in the fridge and went and washed my hair. I took my time knowing that I had no reason to rush, Lucas had text me to be ready by 10. In the end even after I had dried and straightened my hair, put my makeup on, and painted my nails I still had an hour. Going to stand in front of my bed I looked down at the black dress. “Ok so I guess I’m really doing this,” I say as I hold it up.

Going to my dresser I looked for a bra that I would be able to wear and finally found an u-plunge bra that I had bought but had never worn. Putting it on I was skeptical expecting my breast to fall out the sides but as I tightened it I saw that it gave me a nice lift. Pulling the dress on I had to look in the mirror to make sure it covered my ass before I even looked at the front. I was ok with the front, it was low but it didn’t show anything it shouldn’t but the flowy skirt made me nervous as hell. Standing up the dress was fine. 

Walking to my closet to pull out my strappy black heels I was very aware of the way my dress moved. I knew that nothing was actually exposed, I had done enough moves in the mirror to know the limits of the dress but still. How did people wear these short ass dresses all the time? Leaning down to grab my shoes I knew for sure that unless I wanted my thong clad ass exposed I would have to refrain from doing any kind of bending over. Sitting on the edge of my bed I pulled on one shoe and was attempting to strap it when I heard the front door open.

Looking up in surprise I saw Lucas casually walk into the bedroom. I couldn’t help look him up and down, he looked fine as hell dressed in a suit. He arched his brow at me but grabbed my foot strapping the buckle for me before taking my other shoe and holding out his hand for my other leg. “You’re early.”

Lucas shrugged, “had to make sure you weren’t trying to get out of wearing the dress I bought you.”

I stood up pulling my dress down, “yeah it’s shorter than I normally wear and I have a feeling I’ll be tugging at it but it’s beautiful. Thank you.”

He tilted my chin up, “you look beautiful in it Taylor. Besides, I wouldn't dare get you anything inappropriate. ” His lips met mine, “I hope you’re ready for tonight.”

I looked up at him but he didn’t expand on his meaning. Walking to my dresser I slid on a bracelet before walking to meet him in the living room. I looked at myself one more time in the mirror praying that tonight wasn’t a disaster. Grabbing my black clutch I threw my phone and keys in it and let Lucas take my hand as he led me out to the elevator.