Sweethearts Outfit Novels & Stories

My phone was a graveyard of missed calls—three from Luca, two from Ethan, and five from Hannah asking for my ETA. I stood in front of my full-length mirror, two outfits laid out on the bed behind me. On the left: The "Good Girl." A soft, cream-colored cashmere sweater and a modest pleated skirt. The kind of outfit that said I was the safe, sweet best friend. The kind of outfit that would let Luca keep me in the shadows.

"Sweetheart уоu аrе right, I lоvе іt! It is much ѕо еаѕіеr tо fix іn a bun for уоu аnd mу brаіd аnd ponytail lооk and feel better!" Wе hаd brеаkfаѕt and I hаd Rоѕе рut оn hеr maid's unіfоrm to gо ѕhорріng. I did nоt tell hеr whеrе we wеrе going оr fоr whаt. Rоѕе came dоwn wеаrіng her makeup, artfully аррlіеd thаnkѕ to Lаurа'ѕ mentoring. Our first ѕtор wаѕ tо a large mаll tо vіѕіt Frederick's оf Hollywood. I bоught hеr a black gаrtеr bеlt, black thong, an under corset, рluѕ a раіr оf black fіѕhnеt stockings аnd a pair оf red рumрѕ. Before wе lеft the ѕtоrе, I mаdе hеr change іntо thеm. Rose іnіtіаllу bаlkеd, but rеlеntеd whеn I fоldеd mу аrmѕ and gаvе hеr a look.

She then read each of the labels on the boxes and bags, then handed them out accordingly. “Cool,” Sarah muttered, giving a dark chuckle that sounded rather ominous. She pulled out a tight-fitted black and purple outfit with a strange set of black feathery wings. “I got Maleficent.” I inhaled a sharp intake as I observed the excellent quality of her outfit. These were by no means “cheap and tacky” they were as good as movie wardrobe quality. “This mamma is a sexy Sleeping Beauty,” Tegan announced with a quick primp of her curly black hair. “Which suits me rather well, considering that I’m always tired lately.

Scarlette and Cooper were going out too, but unlike me, the girls didn't have to spend thirty minutes still trying to pick what she'll wear. They easily found her a baby pink chiffon-silk wrap skirt that almost looked like it had a long split, a white off-shoulder long-sleeve crop top and pink open toes, and chunky heels. Paired with a lace butterfly choker necklace and butterfly drop earrings. Hers was nothing like common, she looked incredible in her outfit. "You're right, let's sex her up!" Gemma shrieked. Taffy wrinkled her nose and snorted. "I'm not sure if that's how you use that word, Gemma."

I keep it sweet and simple and sit up. ”I think we should get dressed and go downstairs for breakfast” I smile at her. She blushes. Still so shy, she’s the cutest. ”Yeah, let’s do that” Celine agrees and moves over to her closet. I follow her. I don't have many options, so I just put on boxer briefs and sweatpants with the hoodie Celine bought me for Christmas. Celine opts for skinny jeans that accentuate her perfect ass and a simple white t-shirt.

The outfit I chose for them for today only made them look more endearing and cuter, and I couldn’t help but kiss each of their cheeks lightly. Bella was wearing a light pink dress with floral patterns with matching bow headband and white ballet flats. On the other hand, Calvin and Clyde wore matching outfits. I made them wear button-up shirts and khaki shorts and suspenders with black bow ties and they were also wearing little loafers. Their overall look brought a smile on my face as I finally lead them out of the house. “Should we give Uncle Hudson and Uncle Brixton the gifts immediately?” Clyde asked as he clutched the backpack he was carrying.

Before she could say anything, Sweet, ever the gentleman, swiftly removed his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders. Seline was taken aback by the gesture, her heart skipping a beat at the unexpected act of kindness. She wrapped herself in the jacket, reveling in its warmth and the faint scent of Sweet's cologne. It was a moment of closeness and shared warmth that left her feeling both grateful and strangely connected to her enigmatic boss.

Sugar just sat on her bed and watched her panic, occasionally licking his paw, he was not impressed. Usually, they both slept in till the sun grew warm but she was already up so early. They would have to come back to pick him up because she had dinner with Kris and his mom, Brooke had been clamouring for Sugar's visit. She had already picked out an outfit, a cute, short, white dress. It had a plunging neckline, short puff sleeves, an open back design with lacing detail, an elasticized waistband and a flounced skirt. She was dressed in no time, her feet encased in sleek, black flats.

I didn't bother to put on anything underneath. The girls had robes for themselves as well. Honey's was pink, and she was naked underneath save or a pair of lacy black panties. Heather's was black like mine and she wore a matching set of bra and panties beneath. Both girls looked fantastic. I loved the innocent / sexy mix that Honey had going, and Heather was simply stunning in her outfit. It was about this time that I decided I was the luckiest father, hell, the luckiest man on the planet. Winning the Lottery had nothing on this. "We figured if we're going to be spending so much time in our robes, they might as well be nice ones." Honey said as I joined them both at the dining room table.

Kat replied while she held the outfit up and examined it. “Oh hell no,” Taryn gave out as she jumped off the bed with phone still in hand. She snatched the sweater from Kat and observed it. It was red and green with black stripes and a large reindeer embroidered in the centre. The material looked like something sewed by Mrs. Clause. “This thing looks like the Nightmare Before Christmas. What kind of best friend I would be if I let my bestie be seen in this monstrosity?” “What's wrong with it?” Kat asked. “I think it has spunk,” Kat added, and Taryn practically laughed as she gave the hideous apparel another scornful look.