Chapter 27
Harper stared at the dress hanging on her closet door and wondered if it was too much.
It was definitely too much. The deep emerald silk clung in all the right places, with a neckline that was sophisticated rather than provocative but still showed more skin than Harper usually felt comfortable displaying. Amanda had insisted on it when they'd gone shopping last week, claiming that Claire's foundation gala required "serious glamour."
"You look like you're planning a dress's murder," Sebastian said from the doorway.
Harper jumped. "I didn't hear you come in."
"You were glaring pretty intensely. What did the dress do to deserve that look?" He walked into her room, already dressed in his tuxedo, looking unfairly perfect. The bow tie was slightly crooked, which somehow made him
