Chapter: 45
I decided to change and put my pajamas back on and I crawl into bed. I can't believe someone would do this, I don't understand why they hate me so much. Why didn't I think to bring another dress? I'm so fucking stupid. About an hour later Patrick comes into the room holding a garment bag 'Baby, you awake?' He asks me hanging it up on the closet door over the other dress bag.
'Yeah, where did you go?' I ask him.
'I went to Halston and I got you a new dress.' He says.
'Are you kidding me? How would you get one of their dresses this last minute?' I ask him.
'I talked to the manager and I told them what happened and they asked if you would fit into something couture. I literally had no idea what that meant but, he explained to me and then I said yeah you would. So they gave me a couple to choose from and I picked the one I thought you would look the best in.' He said 'You did all that for me?' I ask him, shocked.
Patrick laughs a little 'I would do anything for you, I love you so much' he says kissing me.
I kiss back 'Can I see the dress?' I ask and he nods.
'It's yours so why not' he laughs.
I get up off the bed and I unzip the bag. It's a gorgeous coral dress that has thin straps at the neck and the back is totally open.
'I was thinking you could wear your Gucci belt with it, cause they said if your small, it would look better with a belt' he says coming up behind me and putting his arms around me from behind.
I'm crying and I have no words 'Do you like it?' He asks me sounding not sure.
I turn around in his arms 'I love it, I can't believe you did this for me, I love you so much' I tell him kissing him and he kisses back.
'I'm so glad you like it. I was totally out of my element, I'm not sure how you choose what dress to even get because there was a lot of them' he says.
I giggle 'It's hard sometimes' I kiss him again.
'Shit, we have to get ready we only have an hour or so before we meet everyone for the reception' I tell him running into the bathroom and turning on the shower.
I take off my pajamas and hop in. After a few minutes I feel Patrick get in the shower.
'You know baby, we are saving time and water showering together' Patrick says leaning under the water from behind me.
I turn to him 'Fine, but no funny business we don't have much time' I say and I look for my shampoo, shit I was in such a rush I forgot to grab my shampoo and body wash.
'Did you forget something?' Patrick asks me with a smirk.
I roll my eyes 'Yeah can you please share with me?' I ask nicely. 'Fine, but you owe me one' he says giving me the shampoo. I wash and rinse my hair and reach for his body wash 'I'll do it' he says and puts some on a wash cloth and washes my back he turns me around and washed my arms and chest.
He then washes himself and rubs me with his wet hands to clear the suds. He lingers on my chest and ass rubbing a little longer and harder
'We don't have time, baby we con't be late to your dad's wedding' I tell him.
Patrick gives a look 'I know, I know I just can't keep my hands off you' he says and I give him a quick kiss.
We get out of the shower and I wrap a towel around my body and he wraps one around his waist. I dry my hair with a blow dryer and put it in a half up pony tail. I dry my body before walking over to my suitcase and pulling out a white lace thong. I put it on under my towel and I can feel Patrick looking at me.
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