Kara Danvers Clothes Novels & Stories

The loyal dog stayed at her side. Kari was dressed up nicely. She had a cute little shirt on that was a soft pink with black flowers on it. It was a short sleeve and it hung on her loosely. She paired it with dark denim jeans and black converse. She looked adorable but her face looked anxious. Her light brown eyes flitted back and forth, scanning each person. Her long black hair was put into two braids on each of her shoulders. It was weird not seeing it in a tight bun like at work. She looked different than she did at work actually. I've never seen her not confident. "Hey, Kari!" I pulled her into a hug and she accepted gratefully. "Thanks for coming! Why do you look so scared." She chuckle

He said, and Cara appeared pensive. “No sex, right?” She asked meekly. “The decision of how far to take things is completely up to you!” “Okay!” She nodded. “Great! You can start tonight. Come, I’ll introduce you to the girls!” Amongst the girls, Cara found herself surrounded by a sea of stylish outfits, each one more eye-catching than the last, and one of the girls brought a one-piece cowl neck gunmetal dress for her. She quickly changed into it, feeling the fabric cling to every curve of her body.

Kara's POV Standing in front of the full-length mirror, I gave myself one last look. The white body-hugging dress Kelly had picked clung to every curve like it had been stitched onto my skin. It kissed the dip of my waist, the swell of my hips, and melted like sin over my legs. I looked like trouble and tonight, I planned to enjoy every damn second of it. My hair was curled into soft waves that framed my face like a halo of firelight. I felt beautiful—no, I was beautiful and for once, I didn’t doubt it. Every detail tonight screamed confidence, power and seduction.