Temptation novel Chapter 5

JULIANA’S POV

I stood in my pyjamas in front of my mirror contemplating on what to wear.

He said dress nice but what did 'nice' even mean? Ughhh. Boys are so confusing.

"What's wrong, honey?" said my mom, stepping into my room.

"I've got a date today. Well, at least I think it's a date. I mean he didn't really specify, only said he was going to take me out and told me to 'dress nice'."

"What happened to that nice dress your aunt got you for your birthday?"

"I had to leave it at Dad's house. I didn't have enough space to pack it."

"It’s getting late but the stores don’t close until a couple hours. Do you want to go shopping?" She asked and I smiled in response. I’d never turn down an opportunity to shop.

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"I don't really like it. It's too baggy" I said as I stepped out of the changing room wearing a long blue dress that didn't compliment my figure at all. My mother agreed and I went back in to change out of it.

I sighed tiredly. This had been about the 10th dress I had tried on and I could tell my mother was getting bored.

"Wow pretty!" says Estella as she crawls towards a long red dress with a slit now the side and begins to tug it down.

"Try it on" encourages my mother with a warm smile.

“Okay” i nod as I take it off the rack and take it into the changing room, inspecting it as I walked. It looked really nice but I couldn’t be sure until I tried it on.

"Wow," I said as I looked into the mirror. The dress fitted my body nicely and hugged the curves that I had. It revealed just the right amount of cleavage without it being too slutty. But what concerned me was the slit that stopped at the top of my thigh. Maybe this was too much.

I stepped out of the changing room and I heard my mom gasp.

"It's perfect," she says and claps her hands lightly. I couldn’t tell if she actually meant it or if she just wanted me to hurry up and pick a dress so we could finally leave.

"Are you sure? Do you not think it's too much?" I asked self consciously.

"Not at all, you look beautiful". She said and that was more than enough to convince my to buy it.

"Go get changed while I pay" she said and I frowned.

"You don't need to pay, mom" I refused, feeling bad. I’ve always felt guilty whenever she pays for my stuff.

"I do. Think of it as a birthday present for all the times I missed your birthday." She finalised.