Khloe's POV:
I stared at myself in the bathroom mirror, running my hands down my sides to smoothen out the fabric of the dress.
It looked amazing.
Nico was right about that seamstress. The fact that she could pull off an exact copy from just a drawing completely amazed me.
Everything was exactly how I envisioned it if not better. Even every pearl was perfectly placed.
I toyed with the jewel hanging from the necklace as I took a step back, allowing more of myself to be seen in the mirror.
The step I took was slow since I wasn't used to the large heels I was wearing.
My eyes ran over my entire body, trying to decide how I felt about this dress.
Nicos POV:Khloe has been in the bathroom a lot longer than necessary. Even I knew that it didn't take a girl this long to put on a dress, and I was beginning to become impatient.Not because she was taking a long time, but because I already knew full well that she had already changed.I knew that she was probably just looking herself over, finding something that she was insecure about, and second-guessing her dress choice because of it.Insecurities that I still didn't understand why she had.I leaned back, setting my arms on the bed for support.I mostly just hoped that she wouldn't chicken out on showing it to me because of them. I wasn't going to let those ridiculous thoughts of hers stay in her he
Nico's POV:Khloe slowly set her hand in mine, apparently unsure of what to initially think about what we were going to do.She looked unsurprisingly nervous and red-faced, probably worried already that she was going to mess up.Well of course she was, No one could expect her to be automatically good at something that they've never done before, not to mention how difficult those heals are going to be.I gestured her to step forward, having her close the distance between us a bit.Her eyes followed my hand as I guided her own to my shoulder, before placing my own on her waist.The later action made her stiffen and made her nervousness even more evident.I tr
Nico's POV:I leaned into the cold spray of the shower, my mind wildly buzzing from the event that had happened only moments before.What. The. Hell?I had a lot of questions flying through my head but those three words summed them all up pretty well.What the hell did I just do?Why did I just do it?Why with her?These questions kept repeating themselves in my head, even though I already knew the answer to all of them.I knew the answers but part of me didn't want to know them.B
Khloe's POV:Nico and I walked side by side down the long hallway leading to the ballroom that I didn't even know existed.No leash, no collar. We just walked together with some more vampires that were making their way to the ball.Nico's black suit was differing from all the other varying shades of navy and grey that all of the other vampires were wearing.And well, as far as I had seen so far, I was very overdressed as a pet.I inched closer to Nico as we walked, trying to ignore the other glances from both Vampires and pets.I'd be lying if I said I wasn't nervous about tonight. I already knew that I couldn't jus
Nico's POV:I looked down at the thick, red liquid swirling in my glass, tuning out as many things around me as I possibly could.Social events weren't really my thing, but I kind of promised Xander that I would stay the whole time.He said something about needing a wingman.Which I don't think he really needed if he was trying to go for literally any other girl but Layla.But no, he had to fall for the gold digger.I began absentmindedly twirling my glass once again.I guess things have been going well between them so far. After all, she's been talking to him ever
Khloe's POV:I tended to stay near the table of food whenever I wasn't dancing with someone.And luckily the boy from earlier, Marcus tended to stay around me as well and had offered me all of the dances we had so far.Which honestly I was grateful for, he was easy to talk to as we got to know each other more and saved me the stress of choosing a partner for each dance.I would try to initiate small talk with some of the other slaves and pets whenever Marcus would, but since socializing wasn't exactly my strong point, I just went with the next best thing.Food.And well, why wouldn't I when all of it was so deliciou
Nico's POV:I set the phone down, having ordered what I needed for Khloe.Another one of Khloe's groans sounded as I turned to face her.She had been like this all morning."Geez Khloe, what did you eat last night?"She barely opened her eyes, peering up at me from her curled-up position on the bed."Too much," she groaned again, tightening the hold her arms had around her stomach," of everything."I hummed a response.That explains it.Her body hadn't gotten use
Nico's POV:I let my fingers trail aimlessly against her back as I recalled what had happened that day."The funny thing is, I didn't go into that Pet Store expecting to leave with a pet," I admitted.Khloe's head tilted up a bit more to meet my eyes, one of her brows raised."Really?" She asked.I nodded."Really. I had no interest in looking for another pet until after the blood moon, and the truth is, I had gone into the store to look for another pet for Xander since I thought that he would be needing another one pretty soon."I paused for a moment, trying to recall the exact moment when I had changed my mind. I remember it being a fairly quick decision.