Deception - H.S

Chapter 78

Trigger warning – gun violence

Hope Whitlock

"We're busy!" Jean yells to whoever knocks at the door. The boys were getting ready downstairs while Jean had set up a full-size mirror as well as three vanity mirrors with lights in an open pentagonal shape against the wall near the door. A black rectangular table was placed just in front of it with all the makeup supplies and hair accessories arranged.

"I'm coming in." Harry's muffled voice speaks from the other side of the door, ignoring Jean's request. Once Harry was in the room, he told Jean to give us a few moments, to which she declined, "I have four of you to dress as well and you all are nightmares!"

"Jean, darling, either give me five minutes with her alone or I'm not putting that suit on." Harry threatens her with a smug smirk. He knew what he was doing with that charming tone he uses when he wants to get his way. She accepts defeat and leaves us alone, me feeling bad for her as well as snickering at Harry's childish behavior.

"I didn't see your dress..." Harry pouts, crossing the room to get to my covered dress that was hanging in front of the balcony door. I rushed behind him, slapping his hands away before they touched the cover, "No!"

"Why not?" Harry purses his lips.

"You've waited this long now I want you to see it when I put it on..." I was a little excited about the dress and also for his reaction.

"Can I get a peak then?" He adorably asks, poking the dress with his index finger.

"Nope." I shook my head.

"What about a peak in here..." he hooks his fingers into the neck of the rose gold silk robe I had on, dragging his fingers lower along my cleavage to open it up while he pulls me closer to him.

"Nope." I take his hands and tangle our fingers, holding them by my side.

"What's in there? I have to know..." he sulks, stretching his body and leaning forward in an attempt to get a peak, making me giggle at his behavior.

I was wearing a red lace lingerie set, the underwired bra was strapless - a mesh material with rose details on it along with a matching thong and garter belt that went across my waist and clipped onto the thigh garter on my left leg. It was a deep shade of red rather than a bright one which wouldn't be seen underneath the white I was going to put on later.

The choice of color and the look of the lingerie make me feel more confident although I was the only one who gets to see it and probably Harry too, but still.

"You're being mean..." he purses his bottom lip into a frown, giving me irresistible doe eyes. I lean forward and peck his plump bottom lip with makes his dimples pop, the sight going straight to my heart to be cherished.

"You need to go get ready." I poke a finger into his chest.

"Mhm... came to give you this." He brings out the dagger he got me from the back pocket of his black jeans. I hold my hand out to take it but he pulls it further back, "uh uh" he tuts, "I put it on you last time, only fair for me to do it again."

I narrowed my eyes at him, seeing right through his facade, "You're just trying to see what I'm wearing inside."

"What? No way." he smiles cheekily, walking me backward until the back of my legs hit the edge of the bed. I take a seat, leaning back on my elbows and wait for him to securely place the dagger but he stands there shamelessly eyeing the length of my body.

"Do your work." I lift my leg, resting it on his lower stomach where his happy trail is, my eyes fixed on his bright green ones.

His mischievous grin grows as he places a knee between my legs on the bed, followed by the other beside my right one. He wraps his large hand around my ankle and pulls it to rest it against his shoulder, causing the fabric of my robe to slide up and reveal the thigh garter.