note: this chapter contains Delilah's & Carter's pov's so don't get confused midway, I will mark when each start, enjoy :)
Pov: Delilah
"Alza le braccia [Raise your arms]" I instruct Carter, he doesn't stop looking at me with the usual curiosity lingering in his eyes as he does so.
He brushes a bit of hair that fell from behind my hair and tucks it behind my ear, making my cheeks heat up, it immediately reminded me of yesterday.
Oh fuck, yesterday. A large grin breaks out the second I think about it, him.
I did slap Enzo over the head for interrupting it because if he hadn't, I would've kissed Carter.
I want to close this chokehold of the distance between us and feel his lips on mine.
My eyes don't dare to widen when he raises his arms, his muscles flexing under the action, the things I would do to run my fingers all over him until he's glorified by my touch.
The thin material of his white shirt stretches, I look up at him for a second before starting to button him up, "Posso farlo da solo, tesoro [I can do it myself, darling]" he smirks.
I roll my eyes and finish until his collar, "Allora non avrei il piacere di farlo [then I wouldn't get the pleasure of doing this]", I flash him a smile and run my hands from his neck to the back of his head.
He tenses under my touch, "Lilah don't," he warns me, I was already determined to do it so I messed up his hair.
"Vaffanculo! [Fuck you!]" he yells and I start laughing, before I could even fix his hair he grabs me by my hips.
He pulls me toward him and I land on his chest, "If you don't fix this right now, you're going to have a date with pretty fucked up hair," he smirks and I roll my eyes, he's my date.
CARTER ASKED ME TO BE HIS DATE.
"Be happy I said yes, buddy. I could've said no when I had the chance," I joke, his eyebrows furrow and then an unknown expression comes over his face, cockiness.
"Sure you would have, now go wear your dress." he pats my back, I scoff a whatever and walk into the bathroom.
My dress is neatly hanging on a hanger behind the door, I smile at the sight of it, I strip out of my everyday outfit and slip on the dress.
Along with the dress I conceal my dagger using my belt on my inner thigh, you can never be too safe.
I needed help to fix the behind but I can just ask Carter, the dress fits my body flawlessly, it's a short black satin dress.
I grabbed my purse and walked out, I had my make-up done beforehand so I had nothing to worry about once the dress was on.
"Ho bisogno di aiuto per favore [I need some help please]" I call out to Carter and face the full-length mirror, I hear a small gasp from behind me, I look up to meet eyes with him through the mirror.
He looked at me with a soft yet lustful gaze, filled with amazement, "Sembri una dea, sei così bella [you look like a goddess, you are so beautiful]" he grins.
I thank him and point to my back, "Con cosa hai bisogno di aiuto? [what do you need help with?]" his eyes roam the dress as he murmurs, my skin felt hot just by his stare.
"There is a button behind somewhere, put it on and tighten it please," I mumble, I hold my breath when his palm touches my bareback.
A shudder passes through me as he runs his hand higher up my back to reach the nape of my neck, I look at him through the mirror and bite my lip.
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