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Tori said from behind the door. "Yeah, I'm up. Come in," I replied. I firmly tucked the sheet around me to keep myself from flashing my little sister. The door opened, and I was greeted by Tori's smile as she poked her head into the room. "Morning sleepy head," she said. "Good morning," I replied with a smile. She came into the room and closed the door behind her. She was wearing a loose black tank top that hung off her perky breasts and showed a good deal of her flat stomach, and tiny faded denim shorts that hugged her perfect ass and displayed her tanned, toned legs. It was far more than she wore the previous day, but the outfit did nothing to dampen my sexual thoughts about my baby sister

Tori demanded with her arms crossed against her chest in annoyance. The door of her room clicked open and we were quick to turn our heads to face her. She was standing at the threshold of her door, dressed in a purple crop top and white skinny jeans. Her mid length hairs are secured up in a loose ponytail. "Finally you are out of that room." Tori commented and took a few steps towards her, now standing between the two of us. "But I am not going anywhere." She was quick to answer as if nothing can change her mind now.

“If you continue to stay silent like that, I might not let you leave. But I know we need to eat and get ready for the Luna Games.” At the mention of that does Tori instantly pull away. The warmth of his body against mine now gone as Tori scurries out of bed. Tori now in a panic as he attempts to get ready. Having brought over tight fitting clothes such as shorts and shirt that I almost miss how well they cling to him like that of a second skin. The shorts made from a breathable spandex that hugged him where needed so he could fight without being caught against something sharp. The shirt made of the same material as it hugged his toned chest and lean muscles for while Tori wasn’t overly muscl

Victor POV I stepped out of my truck and slowly walked up to the front door. Taking a deep breath, I pushed the doorbell and waited. I could hear her footsteps coming towards me. As the door opened, I could smell her sweet scent of lavender and birch. It swirled around my head giving me an almost euphoric feeling. Tori was dressed in a light yellow dress with black buttons, she looked beautiful. Wearing a shy smile, she greeted me.

something more. It was odd for Tori to keep things from me but I knew that I myself had not been as forthcoming about everything happening around me. That would change tonight, though and I found a renewed strength as I approached them. Aysun Sahin looked gorgeous in her forest green, off-the-shoulder gown. Her long hair was loose around her shoulders in gorgeous curls. She looked every bit the powerful woman she was. Her smile was small but welcoming all the same as I approached, prompting Tori to turn to me with a wide grin as she pulled me in for a long, welcoming hug.

I reassure, laying back, I watch Tori lay on her stomach as she hides her blushed cheeks. “I know people wear clothes, obviously, but they just hold in the heat,” Tori sighs before pulling her shirt off and I laugh. “And keep everyone from running around naked, what a sight that would be. I get it though, growing up the way you did I imagine clothes are restrictive,” I admit, unable to take my eyes from my mate’s beautiful porcelain skin. Sitting up I pull my shirt off then close the canopy to provide more shade.

The designer had a black turtleneck shirt sewed in under the dress so my neck and arms aren't visible, however, the turtleneck shirt is a tad bit lighter than the rest of the dress to not take away from the dress' gorgeous design. Charlotte hands me the chiffon black scarf that she bought for me and I thank her. I have already finished my makeup and hair a little while ago, all I have left is my hijab. I set the scarf around my head, the chiffon material gives off a soft look. I throw one side of the two draping fabrics over my shoulder, while the other side lays straight against my chest. "Oh! Ma'am! We forgot earrings! This outfit would look so complete with one of those long, drop earring

he asked after he finished introducing himself. “I’m Victoria Olivia Kingstein, but you can call me Tori.” I was smiling the whole time we were talking about one another. It seems awesome to find someone who is the opposite gender who is so like me. Our similarities are really something else, but then we had to be serious since we’ll be talking about the plan he has in mind.

It was as if Tori wanted to drive home one more time that she had my wife beaten in every category. Looks, body, sex appeal. And if these things were the only thing that mattered, she was surely the victor. But she wasn't. I looked at her, sitting there so confident, so convinced that she had won. The smug look on her face was almost enough to just make you want to put her in her place, but her smooth, sexy breasts, just bursting from her slim body, barely contained by her bra, was enough to take a step back.

It's so sad that they had to part ways. "So, girl..... I need you to go with me to get a perfect dress" she said as she tossed my jacket on my lap. "Fine" I said, putting it on. We left the house together and started our trip towards the shopping center. I kept looking back and forth for signs of Red lurking around. "Calm down, girl. He's not going to try anything. He'll have to take me down first. That son of a bitch is going down soon, I promise" Tori said, holding my hand. I blew out a breath I didn't know I was holding.