Book 3 || Taming Prince Charming || Harry Styles

Chapter 28

Her view.

The plane ride back to Delmar is quiet. I have nothing to say to Harry and he doesn't bother trying to flirt with me. He's also smart enough to not bring up the vibrator again. I don't think I'll ever look at a vibrator again in the same way. I'm sure not be able to use one without thinking about him and Kendall. I'm still so angry and hurt, and I'm mad at myself for going back to the club with him. The problem is that I don't want him to know just how hurt I am by his words. I don't want him to think that he devastated me as much as he has.
He's correct in what he said. He'll never lead me to believe that this is more than sex. He'll let me know several times that he's interested in anything else. It's my own fault that I believed that we were developing a deeper relationship. He'll never lead me to believe anything else. I've come tonight because of pride. I've come because I don't want him to know how hurt I am. Though I really just want to go home.

We leave the plane and walk to the limousine in silence. We drive up to Casper's castle without looking at each other. I step out of the car and shiver in the cool night air as I stare up at the dark building in front of us.
"Are you going to ignore me all night?" Harry's voice is husky as we stand there.
"No." I stare straight ahead and we start walking forward.
"There you are." Casper and Kendall walk out of the castle with huge smiles.
"Good evening." I smile at them both. I'm not going to let that bitch know that she has affected me in any way.
"Nice to see you again, Kendall." She smiles widely. "Been doing any trotting lately?"
"No." I smile back at her. "I wore my stallion out, so he needed a break."
"Huh? What are you two talking about?" Harry frowns, and I shake my head and grab a hold of his hand.
"Nothing." I press myself into him. "Let's go and get a drink."
"Oh, Cassidy, I was hoping you'd be a part of my class tonight." Kendall steps in front of us. "Please say yes."
"I think she'll pass." Harry's voice is curt and I frown.
"No, actually I think I'll go. I think it'll be fun."
"Are you sure?" His eyes narrow and he looks displeased.
"I'm sure." I let go of his hand and kiss him on the lips. "I'll see you later."
"Okay." He frowns, but he doesn't stop me as I walk away with Kendall.
"Did you like my present?" she asks me softly as we walk down a dark hallway.
"Oh, it was great. Thank you. Really thoughtful of you."
She frowns at my response but doesn't say anything as she opens a door.

There are about five other girls in the room waiting for her and she smiles.
"Okay, girls. Tonight, I'm going to teach you the art of stripping."
"Like lap dances?" one girl calls out, and Kendall rolls her eyes.
"No. I mean the art of taking your clothes off and turning your man on without even touching him. Anyone can sit on a guys' lap and get his dick hard. That's easy. You have to have real power to turn a man on just by stripping." She walks over to the side of the room. "I want to teach you girls that power. I'll show you an example and then each one of you will strip and show us your most seductive dance."
"No way," one girl calls out. "That's too embarrassing."
"You can all wear masks," Kendall sighs. "That way you can pretend it's just you and your man in the room. Is that better?"
"Yeah, I guess so," the girl calls back, and Kendall walks over to the corner of the room and turns some music on.
"Okay, everyone, watch me. Then you guys can have a turn." We all sit on some couches in the corner of the room, while some music starts playing. Kendall's eyes glaze over and we all watch as she strips her clothes off slowly and flings them to the ground. We all gasp as she stands there naked playing with her breasts and dancing. I can't believe what she's doing until she finishes and opens her eyes. She looks directly at me as she speaks.
"Now that's how a real woman turns her man on. She isn't afraid to show him what's she's got going on." She squeezes her breasts together. "Men are visual creatures. When a man sees me touching my breasts, he starts to wish that he was the one touching them." She steps back and pulls her clothes back on. It's then I realize she's not wearing a ball gown like the rest of us.
"How are we supposed to strip with our dresses on?" I call out and she turns to me with a tight smile.
"I have outfits out here in the corner," she says. "Why don't you go first, Cassidy? You can choose an outfit and then I'll blindfold you. In fact, we can even change rooms to give you more space."
"Change rooms?" I frown. "What?"
"Go and choose your outfit," one of the girls calls out. "My man is waiting on me. I don't have all day for this lesson."
"Fine." I jump up and walk over to Kendall. I look down in her bag and look through the clothes she has on offer. I don't see anything I like and debate what to do. I don't even want to strip, but I'm not going to let her get the better of me. "You know what? I'll just strip my bra and panties off," I say finally.
"Are you sure?" Kendall stares at me with a blank expression and I nod.
"Yes, I'm sure."
"Okay, then, take your dress off and then I'll blindfold you and lead everyone to the new room. Once you hear the music, you can start."
"Fine." I nod, my heart beating fast. I pull my dress off quickly and stand there in my bra and panties feeling really exposed. What am I doing? Anna will think I've lost my mind if she sees me.
"You're ready?" she asks as she looks my body over. I feel very uncomfortable standing in "front of her almost naked, but I knew I had to get over it.
"Yes."
"Good."

She slips something over my face and I'm suddenly in darkness. "Stand up everyone," she calls out and grabs my arm. "We're going to go to a room with better acoustics."
"Okay," the girls chorus, and I walk slowly out of the room, letting Kendall lead the way. Every fiber in my body is screaming at me and telling me to run away, but I don't. I have to prove to her that she doesn't get to me. I'm not going to allow her to think that she can unnerve me.
"Okay, we're here." She opens a door and we step into a warmer room. She walks me to some part of the room and stops. "Stay here. You can start your act when the music starts. Don't take your blindfold off until you're done."
"Fine," I mutter back.
"And don't feel bad if you're not as sexy as me. Many women aren't as comfortable with their bodies as I am. Don't feel the need to touch your breasts if you're shy." And then I hear her walking away. I listen as the girls take their seats and I can feel my skin burning up as I stand there trembling. I'm about to pull the blindfold off and run away when the music starts. At first I feel pretty timid as I swing my hips back and forth, but as I get into the music, I find myself enjoying it more. I pretend that the only one watching me is Harry. I remove my bra slowly, one strap at a time and drop it to the ground. The cool air hit my breasts and hardened my nipples, but still I continued. This time I slip my panties off quickly and throw them up in the air, all the while shaking my hips to the beat of the music.