Soaked Wet for My Three Exes(a reverse harem story)
“Gorgeous, but not you. Too flashy.”
Second was black lace, elegant, fitted, with a train. I liked it, but Noah tilted his head. “Close, but let’s see more.”
Third was midnight blue, velvet, high neck, open back, slit subtle but daring. I walked out, feeling the fabric hug my curves like a second skin. Noah set his coffee down, eyes darkening. “That one,” he said quietly. “That’s the one.”
Elena nodded. “It suits you perfectly. We can tailor the hem and add some crystal accents if you like.”