Hehehe, this story was a lot of fun to write...

Chapter 4

Cal POV:

I ran my hand over my head and handed the invitation to Kali. I hadn't really explained it much and now we only had two days to get ready. She looked at it and I saw her eyes narrow.

"Cal!" She groaned.

"I'm sorry, Baby. It slipped my mind," I said, sitting on the couch next to her. She sighed.

"It shouldn't be hard to get our outfits together," she said, adjusting the glasses on her nose. "I'll find somewhere you'll be able to get a skirt suit from."

"A skirt suit?" I asked.

"Do you realize what I wear every day?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"But when you come home you get into fluffy pajamas," I said.

She sent me a look. "I'm almost always wearing a skirt during my normal day," She said, "So that's what you'll wear to the party. Just like I'll be wearing jeans and a leather jacket."

I felt a smile teasing the corner of my lips. "Is that so?"

"Yes."

"You're going to be my own mini me," I said.

She laughed and slapped my arm. "Cal, you're six foot six and I'm five two. If we're going to compare sizes, you're a king size candy bar and I'm fun sized."

"If you're fun sized, then I'm going to eat you up." I grinned. I plastered her to my front as I laid her back against the couch.

She laughed. "You're so corny!" She squealed as I nipped at her neck

"And you love me like that," I said, nipping at her ear.

She sighed and stilled me. She pulled me down to kiss her, and I wrapped my arms around her. "You're not going with me to pick out a skirt suit," I told her.

She laughed and kissed me again. "Fine, surprise me. Just don't forget panty hose and a pretty blouse. Also shave your legs. You don't want that sticking out of your hose."

I groaned. "No."

"Yes." She laughed.

Standing in the women's section of Macy's, I couldn't help but rethink my decision. I didn't have to show her the invite. If I hadn't, we wouldn't be going to the party, and I would have to pick out a skirt suit in the women's section of Macy's. Then again, she was really good friends with the rest of the girls going. They would probably spill it.

Wait… They hang out twice a week and see each other all the time. There was no way she didn't know there was a party. I grinned. She had a back-up plan since she didn't remind me. There was a good chance she was going to rub forgetting about it in my face, since this wasn't the first time I had forgot to tell her something. Oh, my fiancé was a sneaky one, but it made me wonder what she had picked out for me. I shivered and suppressed the thought. I knew whatever it was, it probably wasn't good.

A sales lady eyed me. I didn't blame her; I would be keeping an eye on myself too. I didn't even think they made clothes in my size on the women's chart. As I browsed, I was having a hard time trying to figure out what sizes I needed. The saleslady eventually came over.

"Is there anything I can help you with sir?"

"I uhh.. I… Let me explain the situation." I sighed. The woman stared at me as I explained. Her eyebrow raised. When I finished, I felt my neck going red.

"Let's measure you then," she said. "That way we know what size skirt you need."

I felt the blush deepen, if that was even possible. I walked out of Macy's with a pencil skirt, panty hose, and a blue silk blouse. She had claimed it went with my eyes.

Walking into our apartment, Kali looked up and eyed the Macy's bag. "So, how'd it go?" She asked a shit eating grin spread over her face. She took another bite out of her granola bar waiting for answer.

"You'll see tomorrow." I answered. She smiled.

"Alright, alright."

"So, what was the backup plan?" I asked her.

"Backup plan?" she asked, feigning innocence.

"You hang out with Steph, Savannah, and the rest of the girls a couple times a week. Are you telling me you didn't know anything about the party?"

"Not at all." She smiled, shaking her head.

"Tomorrow night I want to see what you actually picked out," I told her.

"But that would mean I knew." She smiled.

I gave her a look. "Hmmm," I hummed, wrapping my arms around her and pulling her into my lap. I kissed her and felt her smile against my lips.

"I love you," she whispered softly, pulling away.

Her blue eyes met mine, and I smiled. "I love you, too."

Ya'll... these men have total dedication to their costumes.