But I looked at her.. I looked and I looked and I looked.. And I couldn't find a single thing that wasn't perfect on her.. The lightest sky colored dress she was wearing was somewhat skintight, lining every dip and curve on that drool-worthy body of hers, and leaving me completely speechless by the time I walked closer to her.. Her hair as always was perfectly shining, perfectly wild, yet still graciously curled in intense waves, falling over her back as the dark brown color created a perfect contrast with that light dress.. Oh and the deep V neck of the dress, the side split that came all the way up almost till her hip.. "Wow." Was all that escaped me. I couldn't- I couldn't exactly process it all so quickly. I just know that my hands itched to touch her as I reached towards her, and she easily let me pull her closer.. I once again looked down at her, scanning the way she looked from up close, and the only thing that went through my mind at that point was, I can't wait to rip it off of her after the ball. The dress was perfect, but it was her that made it that way. Filling and exposing every part of it in the most breathtaking way possible, and knowing that I was the only one that had that for myself made me even more selfish than I already was with her. She smiled at me and once again made my head spin from how damn beautiful she was. "Wow?" "How long is the ball supposed to last?" She frowned in confusion from my question. "Three hours.. Four max." I watched how she scanned my face and in that moment, all I could think about was, I can stay like this forever. "Why?" "Because, I'm trying to figure out for how long I'm going to have to resist you.." I leaned towards her neck, just to take in that intoxicating perfume, just to feel her closer to myself.. "And four hours will be a damn torture." I heard how she inhaled slowly, once again just the sound of her breathing playing with my head like nothing else could.. Her hands pressed against my chest gave me some kind of warmness I could never explain.. I was used to that gesture of hers.. Then how she ran them up my shoulders and around my neck. It was a little game that I was starting to live for. "The door is opened." She reminded almost breathlessly as I pressed my lips on the side of her neck. "I don't care." She slightly pulled away to look at me, making it even harder for me to now resist those lips. "The guests will start arriving soon.." I nodded my head. "I know." And once again, all she did was smile at my statement as she pulled away from my arms slowly. "Then stop distracting me. You know I'm just as bad with control as you." True. We had a lot of things in common in fact.. Perhaps that's why we allured one another. I watched the way she fixed her hair.. And with every little thing she did, it made me realize more and more how much I was fascinated by her.. How I followed every word she said, every gesture she did.. And each one was for some reason only making more aware of how damn beautiful she was. It was truly going to be a torture having to keep my hands to myself the whole night. I was definitely not planning on doing that. However, we had other things to worry about that night. Starting with Lycia. "Do you know what you're supposed to do?" I asked, wanting to make sure she could follow up with the plan the way she was supposed to. She inhaled slowly, looking at me in the mirror before she turned around and clasped her hands together. "Yes. Distract her," "Then?" "Then," She put away the split of her dress, taking out the injection out of the leg band she was wearing. Impressive. "I inject this in her." The wicked smile that stretched her lips made me laugh. "Not in her, baby, in her drink." I slightly pushed down on her hand, watching how she looked at me with hope, for the hundredth time trying to change my mind on this part of the plan. "But it can go directly in her back." "We're not trying to be violent here, Lana." And that was what Dimitri told me just a day ago when I suggested the same thing Lana did.. That's when I knew she was the perfect girl for me.. She was as crazy as me, and well, it was pretty damn hard to find someone with that same level of craziness. She puffed, rolling her eyes. "Okay, fine." Putting the injection back in her leg band, she fixed her split before looking back at me. "Then, I inject this in her drink." "Yes. Next part of the plan is, I swoop in to put her away-" "And then Calliope does the truth spell on her." "The honesty compulsion." I corrected. It was really a truth spell, I just used the 'professional' term. "Yea, whatever." She took a step closer, searching my face for a second, before she went along and scanned the way I looked, focusing on my chest. I watched how her hands came up towards my tie, fixing it while she continued. "I know the plan, Christian, we went through it a gazillion times." "I know. I just think that maybe we should let Luke distract her." Once again, I was barely able to find words from how big of a distraction she was when she slowly slid her hands over my chest again once she was done fixing my tie. "No. I'll be fine." And with a slight, breathtaking lean closer, she added with a quiet voice the spun my head. "I distract you pretty well when I want to." "Lycia's a woman." "There are all kinds of distraction, Christian." With the way she ran her hand down my arm, I instantly took it, following right behind when she started walking towards the door. "Now lets go. The party's about to start." ~