Thanksgiving with Three Brothers: A Holiday Reverse Harem Romance by Natasha L. Black

Author:Natasha L. Black [Black, Natasha L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-26T16:00:00+00:00

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MADISON

When I unzipped the white garment bag that was delivered to my apartment, the fabric inside was emerald green. It wasn’t just a dress, it was an evening gown. The kind I used to dress my Barbies in as a kid. It was a bias-cut satin gown with a scattering of deep green beads sparkling down the skirt to hem encrusted with beaded detail that matched the fabric's color exactly. I tried it on, and the weight of the beadwork held the hem just so, a little train curving behind me that didn’t get in the way because of the design. The shoes were a work of art themselves, gorgeous strappy heels that gave me a little added height and made me stand with better posture. I pivoted in front of the mirror and marveled at how pretty these things were, how excited I was for Noah to see me in this gown.

That night, after a long session with my curling iron, I perfected the French twist and let a few tiny curls escape in front for a sexy, undone sort of upsweep, according to the TikTok I’d watched about six times. I threaded little gold hoops through my ears and ended up searching pics of Margot Robbie to figure out if I should wear a necklace with the dress. After I went down an internet rabbit hole ogling all the Barbie dresses, my alarm went off. I was glad I’d set it because that was my ten-minute warning until it was time to leave. I hastily plugged my phone in and went and applied another coat of mascara, slicked on my smear-proof red lipstick, and checked my teeth in the mirror.

When I heard his knock at my door, I had butterflies in my stomach like I was fifteen and going to prom. Not that I went to prom, but in teen movies, the girls always seemed nervous and bubbly at times like that. This was better than prom because instead of a too-tight dress from Goodwill and some scrawny, acne-faced boy, I was wearing my designer gown to meet the gorgeous fund manager who liked me. The smile on my face was as real as the jolt of confidence I felt when I opened the door.

The man standing there could stop traffic looking like that. Not only was Noah unfairly handsome in a world of ordinary-looking people, but he was wearing a tux that fit him like a tailor practically went blind getting every line exact and every hem perfect.

“Damn, Noah,” I said, grinning, “you look fantastic.”

His gaze raked me from my feet up to my face and swept back again for good measure. I could see admiration on his face along with a kind of animal reaction of want flickering in his eyes.

“You beat me to it,” he said, “I was too speechless seeing you in that dress. Let me tell you now. You’re exquisite, beautiful from head to toe. I knew you were beautiful, and that green would suit you, but you are something out of a dream.

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