The Devil Wears Armani (ON HOLD)

19

Blair's P.O.V

For the next one hour Cher did my hair and makeup. I asked her to keep all of it to a minimum since I was sure the dress would make up for it and I didn't like too much make up.

Speaking of the dress, is still hadn't seen it.

"Cher can I please look at the dress now?" I asked impatiently

"I'll be better than that. You can wear the dress. Your hair and make up is done." She exclaimed excitedly

"Yay!" I squealed, not even bothering to look at myself. I hurried out and put my dress on without even fully checking it out.

Once it was on, I looked at my reflection in the full length mirror.

"You have got to be kidding me?" I whispered

"What's wro- oh my good you look HOT !" Cher squealed from beside me

"Hot? Cher this dress doesn't even cover half of my body. It's barely a dress for crying out loud." I exclaimed

The dress was super short, ending right above my knees. A strap went around the neck, holding the dress in place but it was completely backless. My porcelain skin was entirely visible and Cher had side swept my hair so that none of it was covering my back.

"Cher it's too revealing-" I began but she just held up her hand silencing me.

"Blair, this isn't revealing, it's hot. There's a difference. Now suck it up and put on your heels. Christian will be here soon so I'm leaving. I might stay over at Carls' so don't wait up."

Carl was her boyfriend-current boyfriend.

She gave me a tight hug and was out the door.

I glanced at my reflection in the mirror once again. I guess I did look kind of hot. The dress was revealing but not exactly slutty.

My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell. I retouched my blush on and rushed to the main door.

Once I opened the door, Christians beautiful face came into view.

I had almost forgotten how perfect he was. He was clad in a crisp white shirt and a midnight blue Armani blazer with a red pocket square and beige pants.

Wait......why was I checking him out? That was his job.

I looked up at his face to realize that he was in fact checking me out. His jaw hung a little low, showing his surprise.

"Are you going to stand there all night or are we going to actually go to dinner?" I said in a bored monotone. Yes, I was going to be a bitch to him.

He quickly gained his composure and held out his hand to me.

"Of course Blair."

As I gave him my hand and we entered the building elevator, we were standing in such a way, that my back was straight against his chest. I pressed the ground floor and the elevator began moving when suddenly I felt Christians hot breath against my ear.

"It's just that, you looked so ravishing I couldn't help myself." He whispered against my ear, staring right at me through the mirror in front of us, in the elevator.

I blushed crimson and he just smirked.

When we got out of the elevator, he guided me to his limo where I chose to sit across from him. We arrived at our destination within minutes.

The restaurant was in the heart of the city. It was one of those places where you had to wait for reservations for about half a year even if you were a millionaire. The snootiest of them all. Of course Christian would bring me here.