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Vlad stood in the Versace store with his new personal shopper, allowing the excited man to take his measurements.
"Mr. Tepes!" Armand gushed, his ponytail bobbing with each movement of the measuring tape "You have bone structure and muscles people would kill for! What is your secret?"
"I…like to keep fit" Vlad replied stiffly, disinterested in the conversation as Armand wrote down the last of the measurements.
"You must have excellent metabolism!"
"That's what I've been told."
"What colors are you interested in for tops?" Armand asked, the pen poised in his hand as he waited for Vlad's answer.
"Black, blue, grey and red"
"And for pants?" Armand asked, writing down Vlad's request.
"Black and grey"
"No problem" Armand replied, also writing that down. "We have several styles in stock."
Vlad stepped down from the measuring pedestal and adjusted his sleeves.
"What about fabrics?" Armand asked.
"You seem to have a good grasp on what is in fashion" Vlad replied brusquely, flashing Armand a devastating smile. "Surprise me"
"Okay!"
"Please have everything sent to my manor in the Hollywood hills, Armand."
"Absolutely, Mr. Tepes!"
"I will be in touch." Vlad promised, clutching the card Armand had given him earlier. He turned on his heel and walked out of the store, leaving one highly aroused man fanning himself dramatically.
Grimacing at the sun, Vlad quickly got into his limousine, thankful that it had tinted windows.
"Where to, Master?" Frank asked him, turning the key in the ignition.
"I need to purchase a cellular phone and a laptop." Vlad replied, remembering what he had seen in store display windows the previous night after his hunt.
"Yes, master"…
… Amara had barely taken a shower and gotten dressed when she heard the buzz from Miranda. Rushing to the panel by her door, she pressed the button to unlock the building's front door.
"Man is she quick" Amara muttered, rolling her eyes as she unlocked her apartment door.
Moments later, Miranda flounced into the apartment breathlessly, two frappuccinos in hand.
"Good morning, dahling!" Miranda greeted Amara, giving her a peck on the cheek.
"Good morning!" Amara replied, snatching her drink from Miranda's hand. "So what's the big news?"
Miranda sat on the couch, taking a sip of her drink before replying. "Derek's club is finally going to have its grand opening tonight. Wanna go?"
"You know I never turn down a good time!" Amara replied dryly, making Miranda giggle.
"You workaholic!"
"Sounds like fun!" Amara said after taking a long sip. "I could use a night filled with our drunken antics."
"Good!"
"What should I wear?" Amara asked, suddenly remembering her pendant.
"I haven't looked in your closet in forever!" Miranda exclaimed, standing up. "Let's see what you've got!"
With that, she took Amara's hand and dragged her into her bedroom.
"Seriously, Miranda" Amara scolded her as she nearly spilled her drink. "It's not a life or death situation!"
"Nope!" Miranda replied, rooting around in Amara's closet "It's a life or sex situation for you. When was the last time you got laid?"
"Ummm the last guy I dated was Brian the cheating king…there's been nobody since then!"
"Shit, Amara!" Miranda exclaimed, shaking her head as she searched for sexy outfits "That was nearly a year ago! You are in serious need of human contact!"
"I haven't had your luck with men" Amara countered as Miranda pulled out several outfits to examine. "You met Derek practically the first month we moved here!"
Miranda spread out the dresses on the bed before giving them a critical eye.
"What jewelry are you going to wear tonight?"
"How about this?" Amara asked innocently, holding up the pendant. Miranda gasped when she got a good look at it.
"Amara!" she shrieked, shocked "Where did you find that pendant? It's absolutely gorgeous!"
"I bought it yesterday!"
"You must wear it tonight…it'll look great with any outfit!" Miranda stated, examining the outfits before selecting a simple black satin spaghetti strap cocktail dress. "Wear this!"
Amara looked at the dress and admitted to herself that it would be perfect for that night.
"It will look beautiful with my clear wedge heels" Amara agreed, nodding with approval as she sipped the final remnants of her drink.
"Then it's settled" Miranda confirmed, winking at her…