**Piper**
Begrudgingly, I chose a dress from the closet - a floor length, dark green dress fit for royalty. The bodice was fitted and a tad too tight, causing my breasts to push up and out, but I guessed that was the point. For all I knew, Prince Gregory was some sort of pervert who got off on ogling women's bodies.
The skirt flared out at my waist in layers of silk and lace. The dress itself was gorgeous, but when everything inside of me was dead, no number of pretty dresses could cheer me up. Jax would love me in this dress, though.
That thought brought a small smile to my lips. I could easily picture him devouring me with his heated gaze, his blue eyes darkening with hunger, his visual appreciation languid and seductive. He'd slowly stalk toward me, his intentions clear on his handsome, chiseled face, and my heart would race. Then he'd smile, and my entire body would flush. I momentarily closed my eyes, holding on to that image for a second longer.
"Piper, are you ready?"