Destined to be?

Chapter 14

Brayden

Ok.
This was worth it.
All of the waiting, and listening to random babble that I had no hope of understanding was all worth it for this.
Watching my princess spin around in a dress that didn't make her look cute.
No.
This dress made her beautiful.
Grabbing hold of her hand raising it above her head having her spin again and again making her giggle as her cheeks turned pink.
Oh how I loved it when she blushed like that.
Having to take a step back from how much her dress had expanded. Looking as if magic was holding the ends in the air.
Out of breath she breaks away and I go up to brace her so that she doesn't fall over as she catches her breath.
"So you like this one then?"
"I do."
"You look so beautiful."
More pink came to her cheeks then, her head turning as she cleared her throat.
"What do you think about this one?" Amara asks and we both look over at her. She was wearing a pink dress that reminded me of the color of roses. Other than that I didn't quite know what to say. She looked good in it but I knew that was not what she was looking for so I stood by silently while my princess chimed in.
"I'm not sure about it." Sarah say's looking over at amara. Going over and walking round her giving her a full assessment.
"Yeah now that I have this one on it's a definite no but he's right, girl. You look amazing in that dress."
"You think so?" For some reason she sounded unconvinced.
Watching my princess walk up to the three mirrors placed in the corner of this rather large room that were angled just right so that she could see herself in her entirety.
My eyes on her as she twisted this way then the other as she watched the ends of the dress flow around her form.
Realizing just then that I could watch her do this all day without complaint.
This time her accessing eyes were pointed at herself.
Slowly making their way up as she messed with the sleeves a bit, readjusting them even though they hadn't needed it.
The dress was stunning on her, every part.
A small smile, her expression shy as she kept taking sly glances connecting with her reflection as if she couldn't believe she was looking at herself.
Walking up behind her knowing that she could see my movements in the mirror as I wrapped my arms around her waist. Leaning down to kiss the open skin on her neck taking in her sweet floral scent.
"You look amazing." I whisper in her ear, willing her to believe me.
Feeling and seeing her slight nod as she came out of my embrace.
Turning to me with almost searching eyes.
Watching as her pupils kept moving side to side as if she was trying to individually look at each of my eyes at the same time.
Each of us caught in a trance that was each other.
Wanting to lean down and kiss those soft lips of hers. To feel her body as I press her against mine, keeping her close.
The thought of taking her back into the dressing room so I could take this dress off of her and see her natural beauty came to mind. Wanting to kiss her all over, wanting her to feel how I felt when I saw her in this dress. I Want her to realize just how much I want her.
Hands sliding down her arms.
Almost able to wrap my fingers in hers when amara's voice breaks through and both of us snap away.
The moment, gone.
Feeling as if I wanted to growl out, annoyed by the unfortunate timing of the intrusion as I adjusted my pants knowing that wasn't going to fix the problem.
"What about this one?"
Amara asks, giving a twirl.
Not realizing that she had even gone to switch out dresses.
Remembering this one from the stack earlier the first one they had agreed on.
Taking a step back to not intrude or let my now frustrated mood affect their good time.
"Wow. Ok, this one I definitely like a lot better than the last one."
"I know right. I love the back." Amara states as she walks up to the mirrors herself twisted her head to the side as she turned around. "The color is great too, but..."
"You're looking for something a little bit more."
"Yeah." She expels in a huff.
"I agree. You need something more……" my princess paused as she tapped her index finger to her mouth. A mouth that I still desperately wanted to kiss as she tried to find the right word. "More." She said, only repeating the last word as if that made the most sense.
Of course amara had happily shook her head in agreement as she walked back to her dressing room. Happy that we would be alone again only to be stopped in my tracks by her next words.
"Let's try our next choice."
Seeing Sarah nod enthusiastically as she too walked back to her dressing room. Wanting so badly to just follow her in and help her out of that dress.
Leave a trail of kisses down her spine as I undo the zipper. Watching her face in the reflection as I reach around and let myself explore further than I ever had before. Letting myself imagine what she would feel like around my fingers.
Clenching my jaw telling myself to get a grip.
Would she let me?
That question is ringing in my head.
In the past she usually stopped things when they were moving down into that region for either of us.
I understand that she wants to take this slow but I want so much more. Forcing myself to walk back over to the bench keeping my distance as I impatiently wait for her to come back out so that I could be close to her again.