Shadows in the Concrete Jungle Book One: The Grey

Chapter Ten

The gold dress definitely clashed with her complexion, Kendra thought, turning around to look at her back in the mirror. That, and the short peasant style didn't suit her either, nor the higher end club that apparently Honeysuckles was. She sighed, then took off the dress, righting it on the hanger on the wall before looking at a blue one, and skipping right over it to a pink strapless dress after that too.

After taking a too quick nap, Kendra had ransacked her closet to find anything remotely wearable to a club around the likes of what she had read about Honeysuckles. Her closet was glaringly empty of any kind of club wear, only leggings, dark jeans, a variety of t-shirts in dark grey and black, and hoodies. She was in serious need of a closet overhaul, but today wouldn't be the day to do it.

Feeling defeated and standing in her bra and panties, she felt overwhelmed looking at the heap of dresses hanging on the wall inside the changing room. She supposed the green one would be fine, but it was a split pea soup green that didn't look the best on her.

She was sliding the dress over her body when her phone chimed. She plucked it up from the cushion in the changing room, unlocking it. Kendra's eyebrow popped up; it was a text from Noah, with an attached picture of himself in a mirror, beer in hand, grey sweatpants on with nothing else.

NOAH: What are you doing?

Kendra bit her lip, and then looked at herself in her own mirror. She was wearing a cute lavender lacy bra that pushed her boobs together almost perfectly. She tilted her head to the side and-

No, don't do it. He's your partner, she scolded herself.

Partner that went down on her in the back of evidence.

She rolled her eyes as her toes curled at the memory, her pussy squeezing in excitement. Fucking shit. It was ridiculous how weak this man made her. She slid the zipper up on the side then took a look at herself. It wasn't that bad... but it wasn't that great either. But she snapped a cute picture of herself anyways, and sent it off to Noah.

KENDRA: Trying on dresses.

After she sent the picture, she chucked her phone back to the cushion, and took off the green dress, hanging that one back on its hanger. After, she waded through the dresses, already knowing there was nothing for her there. She pulled on her leggings, shirt, and shoes and was walking out of the store when Noah finally replied.

NOAH: You should get it. Looks like you threw up on yourself. Again.

Surely, he meant it to be funny. But it didn't stop Kendra from snarling motherfucker! under her breath, indignation and embarrassment creeping up her neck and into her cheeks. She left the awful dresses behind as she threw open the changing room door and left the store.

That smug fucking asshole, she repeated in her head as she stomped through the mall. Clearly, she thought wrong about Noah Sebastian. She let her guard down too quickly with him, let him make her heart weak too fast.

She was obviously  mentally ill, because no sane woman would, or should, let such a man enter into her life and sweep her up so quickly.

The rage propelled her in the mall, past shops, blinded as she cursed Noah. And her stupid, easy heart.

She almost missed it when she stomped past it, only to double back and look at it through the giant glass window. A swath of black glittering in the mall lights caught her attention. On a blank mannequin was a dress, cut to mid thigh, with sheer, lantern sleeves from the wrist up. The bodice was a deep cut V, and scattered across the entire dress were hundreds of little glass beads, catching the light, making the dress twinkle and wink like the starry sky.