“Or something,” Eric answered.
But Moretti had heard Belcourt. “Vic has a stalker?”
“What about Vic?” Britta asked.
Lexi glared at Eric and Taylor. “Don’t say anything, okay? Just watch out for her. After what happened in Buena Vista, she wasn’t going to come tonight, but Eric and Austin changed her mind.”
Moretti’s gaze went hard. “Any man who tries to fuck with her is going to have to go through us.”
Winona looked out the window. “The limo’s here. Wow. It’s huge.”
Then the elevator car began to move, heading up.
For some reason, Lexi looked over at Eric, a little smile on her lips.
“Do you know something I don’t?” he asked.
She got a wide-eyed, innocent look. “Me?”
The elevator was moving again, coming down this time. It reached the ground floor, the doors sliding open with ading.
Victoria stepped out.
Eric’s heart knocked against his breastbone, and he stared. “Jesus.”
She was wearing it,thatdress—the tiny black one he’d seen in her closet—and damned if she didn’t look good enough to eat.
“Wow.” That was Moretti.
From behind him, he heard Belcourt. “Hoka hey.”
The dress wasn’t low cut, and it wasn’t any shorter than Lexi’s or Britta’s. It even had long sleeves. It just wasn’t reallythere.
Made of whisper-light translucent fabric scattered with black beading, it looked as if it were painted on, a sheer, shimmering second skin. He could see her belly button, the curve of her hips, the dark line of her cleavage. The beading was dense enough over her breasts and those lovely female parts between her legs to conceal them from view, but his mind was happy to fill in the blanks.
“You are beautiful.” He held out a hand to her.
“Thanks. You look pretty amazing yourself.”
It was only then he noticed the loose curls in her hair, the strappy three-inch heels on her feet, and the vulnerability in her eyes.
“That looks so good on you. I love it!” Lexi motioned with her finger for Victoria to turn around. “I want to see the back.”
Victoria did a slow turn, and Eric felt the ground shift beneath his feet. The back was very low cut, exposing silky skin, thick beading hiding her amazing ass.
God in heaven.
She frowned at him. “What’s wrong with your tie?”
Eric had forgotten he was even wearing a tie. “I’m not very good with these.”
“I emailed instructions,” Lexi said.
“Obviously, I didn’t read them.”
While Victoria re-tied Eric’s tie, the others walked out to the limo. “I thought firemen were supposed to be good with knots.”
“I’m better with hoses.”