"I don't know, you silly goose! That's why I'm asking!" She laughed before going over to the mirror and releasing her hair from the bun that it was in. "Do you think you could curl my hair?"
"Cipher, you could wear a trash bag and still look like a Victoria Secret model." I roll my eyes before pulling on a silky robe to cover up my undergarments. I plug in my curling iron to allow it to get nice and hot.
"That's a lie." She stated as I began to brush out her hair and section it off before creating big loose curls. She went on and on about how she's been on the hunt for the perfect girl. It was sweet really, but the whole situation was a sore reminder about my "relationship".
Once I finished, I ran my fingers through them a few times to make sure they all fell in unison. She thanked me before moving on to do her makeup. Cipher obviously didn't need it because she was absolutely stunning, but if it made her happy then I guess that's all that matters.
I simply put on some mascara and fixed my brows a little before applying lipgloss. I hated the way I looked with colored lipstick. I feel like I look super trashy with colored lips.
I exited the bathroom and picked up the red dress that Cipher made me choose. Now that I truly look at it, it was more a maroon/burgundy color. It was still gorgeous nonetheless. I was equally torn between this one and the white one but she said I need to show my assets, to which I just rolled my eyes. I wasn't exactly sure if I was comfortable wearing something this fitting and revealing.
I take off the robe and slip on the dress. It was very form fitting and I have to admit Cipher was right. This is much better than the white dress. The sweet heart neckline dipped a little lower than normal making my breast look great.
"Cipher, I need help zipping up my dress." I say going back into the bathroom to find her scooping up spilled powder. She gave me a sheepish smile as she tried her best to clean up the mess.
"Sorry love, but I don't think you want me to touch your dress with this powder all over my hands."
"You're right," I laughed and shook my head before leaving her to clean up the mess.
I tried to zip the dress up as much as I could on my own but it was a complete fail. I swear I almost dislocated my shoulder trying to do this. There was a knock on the door and I let out a frustrated sigh before holding the dress to my chest to make sure I wouldn't flash anyone. I open the door just a bit to poke my head out to see Ajax standing there. A bored expression on his face.
"Where's Cipher? I need to speak to her." His icy blue eyes looked down at me, they were cold and serious.
"She's in the bathroom, but she's indecent at the moment." I say softly, not liking the way his hard glare fell upon my face. A shiver ran down my spine as his husky voice said my name.
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