When we got back to our room, I loosely curled my hair and applied some light makeup. I pulled out a black suit that Caspien hung up yesterday. I frowned at it, not sure it was my style. As soon as I put it on, I changed my mind completely.
I felt good.
Powerful, confident, s.exy.
It was an all-black two-piece suit. The pants flared slightly at the bottom but hugged my legs everywhere else. Even after I slipped on heels, the pants almost touched the floor.
The top had two triangular cutouts on each side above the pockets that showed my skin. It might have been a bit too formal without them, and I liked the balance they created. The suit jacket covered enough, so I didn’t need to wear a shirt under it, but it still had a slight plunging cut.
“D.amn,” Caspien breathed, coming into t
