My Little Red (BOOK 1)

27-French

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I slowly detach myself from Landon and fall on the floor face first. I groan and lift my head up to see Landon looking down at me.

"Did my princess fall down?" Landon says treating me like a 5 year old.

"Obviously. I was trying to surprise you for your birthday." I grumble getting up and heading to the bathroom.

I do my business, brush my hair and teeth. Then exit the bathroom.

"Thanks for the thought though, Angel." Landon says kissing my forehead.

I get up and head to the closet and slip on a spaghetti strap deep red dress and leave the braid in my hair.

I grab a mint green volcom shirt and dark wash ripped jeans for Landon. Landon is still laying in bed so I jump on his back and start tickling him but he has no reaction.

"Are you human? Everyone is ticklish!!" I gasp. He sits up and I take that opportunity to put his shirt over his head. Landon groans.

"But I don't want clothes on." He groans.

"Well too bad. That sounds like a you problem." I say putting his jeans on. Once I got them on I walk back into the closet and go through his shoes.

I settle for something simple though. Black Flojos.

I skip them on his feet then I grab my own shoes. I end up with black sandals and then I walk out the door and down to the kitchen. I sit on one of the stools. Everyone who passes by me greets me.

I grab some Cinnamon Toast Crunch and start eating. Denise comes running down the stairs and then starts going through stuff on her iPad about Landon's party. To be honest I'm not even paying that much attention to it.

"Everything is already planned but you just a have to approve it." Denise explains. I nod my head and sign my initials on the IPad screen. Denise nods then runs off.

"Babygirl. We need to go get ready. We have to take pictures and I have to do this like photo shoot thing. I want you there." Landon says wrapping his arms around my waist. Kissing the shell of my ear. I shiver in delight at the feeling. Landon smiles and we both walk up the stair. When we get there, he helps me zip up my black dress. I press the button in the closet and Emma comes in and starts doing my makeup for pictures.

Once she was done she left and I walk in to see Landon in a black tux.

"So remind me why we do this?" I ask putting some simple earrings in.

"Because it's tradition." He responds tying his tie. Once he got that done. We head out to a blocked off area. There are lighting things set up and a French looking dude with a camera greets Landon with a weird looking wave. Oh dear god. Not having anything against him but this wave was a wave that Taylor has demonstrated many times to guys he found 'hot'.

The first sets of picture are of me and Landon the next is just of Landon looking hot. I guess I am going to have the French guy make me a copy.

Once we are done Victoria comes running out and runs me back inside.

"Come on! Get dressed!" She claps her hands. I groan and slip out a dress from the hanger.

"Victoria this isn't the dress?" I state in kinda a question.

"I know it isn't. I chose it for you. The other dress didn't look like something you would wear." I heard a voice say behind the dressing room door.

"Dalton?" I ask.

"The one and only." He says. I laugh and change into the red dress that had a leg slit that went half way up my thigh on one leg. Then the deep neckline showed a bit of my mark and it had thick straps but it was like a tank top. I love it!

I put it on, throw the door open and hug Dalton.

"Thanks so much!" I squeal.

"Your welcome, B.P." Dalton says squeezing me tight.

I grab a pair of plain black platform heels and slip them on. I let the waves fall down my back and I look at myself in the mirror. 

"I hope I meet my mate tonight." Dalton says from behind me.

I walk over and grab his hand.

"If you do or don't, whenever you do, she will be perfect." I says assuringly squeezing his hand. He squeezes it tighter then leaves to go change.

I meet Denise one last time for her to show me the dance routine one last time.

I nod my head and then I go back up to my room to wait for Landon.

Of course when I walk in there Landon is checking himself out in the mirror.

"Well doesn't my big bad wolf look handsome." I say with a voice a grandma would have when she squeezes the living crap out of her grandchildren cheeks.

Landon smile until he turns around. His eyes darken and he starts stalking towards me. I probably look panicked right now to be honest and I know it too.

He pushes himself up on he and whispers in my ear.

"I probably wouldn't ever let you go out in that dress but it displays your mark perfectly." Landon growls and kisses my neck.

I moan and I feel weak in the knees.

I almost fell but I grab the doorknob before I can.

Landon wraps a hand around my waist and we walk down stairs to where the party is outside. I feel like I just ran a marathon but I quickly composed myself and let my Luna facade take over my features.

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Edited x1

W.C: 996

References: none that I can know of or that I intended to put in here.