His Mystery

Chapter 8: Mystery

Everyone has made me feel welcome. I love it here, no one judging me for my size or the way I talk, how I dress, nothing, everyone is so peaceful. They had let me start helping one of the teachers. I told Sinister he had to let me do something I was used to working there and wouldn’t just sit there and not help. Elektra, the beta’s mate who I am becoming friends with, stopped by the school today and told me she needed me to come with her and go dress shopping and that Sinister had a surprise for me. I got in her car and she told me we were going into the city. When we get into the city, we go to this cute little dress shop. It has fancy dresses. I was so confused that I asked her what we are doing here, and she told me that I needed to find a pretty dress that I liked. As we are dress shopping, I see this beautiful lavender dress that's long and has lace on top of it and is to die for. I try it on, and it fits like a glove. I am beyond excited, mainly because I have never been anywhere that I needed to wear a dress this fancy. Now that we have the dress, she says we must find shoes. I am very nervous because I only wear tennis shoes or combat boots. I have never worn heals. I always thought they made my legs look fat. We find a pair of heels that match my dress completely, so I buy them. Now we are headed back to her house for me to get ready for whatever he has planned for us to do. She is curling my hair and I am so nervous that I feel like I am going to throw up. After my hair, she is doing my make-up, when the front door opens, she yells at her mate and tells him to find out who it is. She comes into the room and tells us that it is Sinister. When her mate leaves the room, she laughs and says, “let’s make him wait a little longer.” I am now finished and fixing to walk down the stairs. I can’t help but think what if he doesn’t like what I picked out, or what if it’s not what he meant for me to wear tonight. I descend the stairs and he is at the bottom waiting. When he sees me, his eyes roam all over my body, which makes my cheeks turn red. I have never in my life had someone look at me with such desire as he did at that moment. He made me feel in that moment that I was perfect, I had to fight the tears from spilling out of my eyes. It also did something else for me as well. I have never gotten so wet from just someone looking at me. He took my hand on the last step and helped me down and handed me a bouquet of beautiful flowers. I look at him and he has black jeans that hug every muscle in his thighs, and a grey button-up shirt that you can see all the gorgeous muscles in his chest and abs. I must put my hand to my mouth to make sure I am not drooling. Once I get in the truck, I feel like I need to sit with my legs crossed so my wetness doesn’t seep down my legs. He keeps glancing over at me, until we pull up in the city to this fancy restaurant. When we park and he takes my hand to help me out of the truck, I think to myself. I don’t think I have seen a sexier man in my entire life. I know tonight is going to test all of the self-control I have.