The Sweetest Honey

Dressed up

(Clara’s point of view)

“OK girls just two more stops, and we are out of here.”

“Where do you want us to go?”

“That store right up there.”

Goliath points to a fancy dress store.

“What do we need from there?”

“You two need dresses for our double date.”

“We got some other dresses already. Are you sure we can’t wear those?”

“We are taking a you to a club that has a strict dress code, but that’s all I am going to tell you.”

I feel both nervous and excited. I have never been to a fancy club before. Wendy looks a little nervous, too, even though she is usually the more outgoing one. We walk into the store, and there is every type of dress imaginable. We walk up to a worker as a group.

“Our girls here need classy dresses for a social club we are going to. Do you think you could help us out?”

Goliath asked nicely, but the woman kind of sneered at him, and that really p***ed me off.

“Excuse me, mam, do you get commission for helping?”

“Yes why does that matter?” She asked with her hand on her hip.

“Goliath why don’t we ask the woman over there for help?” I grab his arm and drag him without waiting for an answer. Wendy and Jack didn’t even question it they just followed along.

“Excuse me, mam, my friend and I here need dresses, and we have no budget. Could you help us find something beautiful and expensive for a fancy club we are going to?”

She, of course, lit up with excitement like the ladies at the boutique did.

“Sure thing, girls! I would be more than happy to help.”

“Wait what?” The other woman came running over.

“You never said anything about no budget. I can still help you.”

“I don’t think so.. You should have been kinder to my man.. Maybe just kinder in general. ” She had a flash of realization that she made a mistake across her face.

“If you girls want to come with me, I will set you up with the large dressing rooms, and your dates can take a seat right here on our nice couch.” I turn away from the mean woman and follow the other woman.

“Wendy do you just want to share a room? I need your fashion advice.”

“As long as she says we can, I would love to.”

“Excuse me, mam, could we share a fitting room?”

“Of course, ladies, anything you want.”

We get to the room, and it is gorgeous. There are lots of hooks for the dresses and large lit up mirrors. There is even a sitting area with a mini fridge full of bottle waters.

“Wait here, and I will get a few types of dresses for you two, and we can see what direction you want to go with.”

“Ok!” We both say at once. I feel kind of nervous.

“Wendy are you feeling any better after seeing your dad?”

“I don’t know how to describe how I feel. It is a mix of relief that he can’t hurt anyone anymore and guilt that Jack had to ever deal with him.”

“You have nothing to feel guilty about, Wendy. I learned today that werewolves are very territorial and protective. I can guarantee it gave Jack joy and pride to protect you.” The woman came back with a few different dresses for the both of us.

“Here you are, ladies. Give just a minute before you start putting them on.” She walks out of the room.

“Thank you, Clara.” Wendy smiles at me, and I give her hand a squeeze and let go.

“Here you go, ladies, I have some things here for under the dress.” I look, and there are pasties and strapless bras. Even lingerie sets that were actually beautiful.

“Go ahead and just charge all of these with our dresses if you can box up what we don’t use.” She smiled big, and I swear I could see dollar signs in her eyes.

“Of course, that will work out just fine. I will wait right outside the door if you need anything at all. Just tell me if you are ready for another dress.”

“Thank you.”

I look at the dresses and decide to just use pasties and one of the white lace thongs that came in a set.

“OK Wendy don’t look. I have to get my lady bits covered.”

“Okay don’t look over here either.”

I put everything on and fold my old clothes up, setting them on the chair. I grab the first dress and immediately hate it. I get it on, but it is super scratchy. It is gold with a million sequences, and it makes me feel tacky.

“I am dressed, but I hate it.”

“Me too, let me see.”

We both turn towards the mirror and laugh seeing we have on the same dress.

“Let’s not even show the boys this one.”

“Deal.” We both get undressed and grab the next dress. Mine is a peach silk gown that has one frilly strap that goes over one shoulder. It is comfortable and fits ok.

“Are you ready, Wendy?” “Yup!”

We turn and look at each other in the mirror. Wendy is so beautiful in her dress that I am blown away.

“Wendy you have to buy that dress. Even if you don’t wear it today.” She was wearing a white two-piece dress with intricate beading. It showed off her muscles on her belly and arms. The white man made her red hair even more fiery.

“You really think so?”

“Yes you look like a goddess we should show the boys.”

“What about your dress? It is beautiful.”

“I honestly don’t care for it, but let’s see what the boys say.”

We walk out, and the guys' heads pop up to look at us. Jack was biting his knuckle as he looked at Wendy. I could tell he was dying to have his way with her.

“Wow you look beautiful, Clara.” Goliath says.

“It is ok, but I don’t feel like it’s the one. I just wanted Jack to see Wendy so she would buy that dress.”

“Thank you!” Jack says, wiping away his drool as Wendy giggles at him.

“Clara go back to the dressing room. I will help her find you a better dress.” I walk back to the dressing room and look at the dress again. I wish I was more curvy. Well, maybe now that I am eating regularly, I will fill it out. I take a seat until Wendy comes back. I didn’t want to stand naked and cold for a long time. I hear a knock and open the door. Wendy steps in with a red off the shoulder dress. It looks like a bit too much.

“Trust me.” She says in a serious tone. I take the dress from her and hang it up. I take off my old one, slipping on the new one. It fits like a glove. The straps are off the shoulders, revealing my cleavage. There is a high split on the side that shows off my legs. It even snug on my waist, making it look like I have an hourglass figure. I never felt so beautiful. I must not cry though it would be so cliché.

“I love it, Wendy.” I turn around, and she has a tear in her eye.

“ No, no, no, we will not be doing that.” She shakes her head yes and takes a deep breath.

“Nope no crying here!” she says with a smile.

We hear a knock on the door and open it. The worker walks in, dropping a bunch of boxes of shoes on the floor, and goes out grabs more, bringing them into the room. Wendy and I thank her and dig through quickly, wanting to go out and show the boys. I decided on classic black closed toe heels. Wendy gets them in white.

“Excuse me, mam!” I call to the worker.

“Yes, how can I help you?”

“Please go ahead and add all of the shoes to our purchase.” She does a little happy walk back to the register.

“Lets walk out now, Clara.” She grabs my hand, and we walk out to where the boys are sitting. When Goliath sees me, his eyes about fall out of his head. He let’s out a growl, and his eyes turn black. Jack patted his back.

“Down spike, not here.” Goliath’s eyes go back to normal.

“We better get going before I lose control of spike.”

“Lets us get changed, and we can go.”

“Actually you two will be wearing that out. Just have them give you a bag for your clothes.”

“Goliath we can’t just go like this. We have no real makeup on, and our hair needs to be done.”

“That will be our last trip in this mall.”

(Goliath’s point of view. )

Jack and I walked the girls to the salon and left the guys outside to guard them. After what happened with Wendy, I am not taking any chances. Even worse that a**hole Drake got near Clara. He definitely still wants her, and it makes my blood boil. He was lucky that we were in a human public area. If we were in a different setting, he wouldn’t still be breathing. I look up and see the tuxedo shop. Jack and I go in and get dressed up. I just go for an average black and white tux, and so does Jack. I look in the mirrors and try to comb my hair with my fingers. It doesn’t really matter since it will go back to a mess the second I walk out. I check my pockets to make sure I have everything.

“You ready to go, Jack?”

“Yes, I must admit I am a bit nervous.”

“Don’t be! I can see it in Wendy’s eyes that she adores you. Not to mention you saved her from that creep of a dad she had.”

“I honestly can’t wait to get my hands on him for what he did to her.” He let out a small growl.

“We will get to it in good time. Until then, I am sure he is in pure agony sobering up.“ Jack has a bit of a smirk on his face.

“Alright man let's go pick up our girls.”