I know its been forever, but this should be a good treat!
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Dimitri POV
I never thought much about the clothes woman wore. I never took notice and never thought anything they wore mattered. That was until that little black dress. How could one little black dress cause me so much distress, so much to wonder through my mind. I could not stop thinking about it, and I had only seen it on a hanger. I could not even begin to imagine how it would look on her. And the nerve she had to ask me if I had seen it, if I liked it. Of course I did, I would love anything on her, maybe nothing would be even better. God what was happening to me? Maybe it was the way she looked at me, the way her gorgeous brown eyes would look at me like I was the only man in this planet, or maybe it all started when I saw her in those tight jeans and black bra.
Shit what was Alberta saying.
"Dimitri?" Her voice brought me out of my thoughts of Roza. Before she could say anything else her eyes looked up and noticed something bringing a smile to her lips.
No fucking way. That dress. That damn dress. That little black dress. It looked even better than I had imagined. I tried not to think about the fact that she was with Mason. But that mattered not now. I had to take her in. Everything bit of her. That dress, fuck that dress. Did I grow out of my pants? Fuck was that my...
"Dimitri are you sure you're ok?" Rose was gone and instead a concerned Alberta stared at me... What was wrong with me?
What do you think? Nice reaction to that black dress?