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and whistled loudly. A cab screeched to a stop in front of the building and she hopped in.
    “Sullivan and Prince Street. Soho. And please hurry,” Ashland said breathlessly.
     
     
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    Charlie Knight watched as the cab sped away. The memory of warm, plush curves against his body and in his hands, were still imprinted on his scorched palms. Satiny cocoa skin, pillowy soft lips, and large tear-filled chestnut colored eyes were seared into his brain. He didn’t know who she was. He didn’t know how he’d ever find her again in a city of over eight million people. Though, something in his gut told him that that moment wouldn’t be the last time those lush curves would be in his arms.
     
     
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    Cisco lifted the back of the dress to look at Ashland’s butt. She smacked at the hand that was holding up the dress.
    “What are you doing?! You don’t even like girls!” Ashland scolded him.
    “I was looking to see if pigs were gonna fly out your ass.” He smirked at her as he straightened up and dropped the fabric.
    “Oh, hush! So you were able to finally get your grubby little paws on me, what’s the big deal? I’ll still pale in comparison to everyone else, and end up humiliated in front of all the fashion world. Especially, when no one wants to pay any money to take me on a date. I can’t even get guys to take me on a date if I paid,” Ashland said looking down at the floor.
    “Look honey, maybe you want to doubt your beauty, but please don’t doubt my ability to make some badass clothes. As well as my skill at making the most stubborn bud blossom into a stunning flower,” he said as he clasped her shoulders. He gently turned her towards their full length mirror, she often ignored.
    As Ashland took in her reflection, she was overwhelmed with emotion. Cisco had truly outdone himself. Her makeup was flawless. He had bronzed her skin into a warm, mahogany glow. Her already large eyes looked enormous from the subtle but sultry smoky eye, he had given her. Her full lips looked ridiculously inviting and plumper than usual with the shimmery plum lip gloss he had used. Her dark straight locks were swept back off of her face and neck into a sleek high bun, her bangs smoothed to one side.
    Cisco had pulled her hair up to showcase her heart-shaped face, large eyes, the feminine line of her neck and the stunning mask covering half of her face. The mask was an iridescent teal blue with a few clear crystals adorning it. An intricate crystal peacock graced the right side of the mask. As elegant peacock feathers thrust out from behind it, to flutter prettily above her head with her every movement.
    The whole look blended beautifully with the dress that he had designed with Ashland in mind. The ball gown was made of muted black taffeta with black crinoline peeking out the bottom, making the dress flare. Sparkling crystals embellished the dress. A few clear crystals dotted the full skirt here and there, gaining frequency as they moved up the dress. Until the bodice was completely covered in the twinkling glass. The edge of the sweetheart neckline and a band around her waist were trimmed with the glittering stone, but in the same teal blue as her mask. Knowing that she was self-conscious of her arms, Cisco gave her a sheer lace shrug with three-quarter-length sleeves. The angular cut in the back of it showing off the skin of her smooth back. Finally, the gorgeous shoes that graced her feet were three and a half inch, teal crystal covered platform heels in a comfortable size seven wide.
    “Oh…Cisco! I don’t know what to say!” Ashland exclaimed, staring at her image in awe.
    “I’m good with ‘Thank you’,” Cisco teased.
    Ashland have him a watery grin. “Thank you.”
    “Do. Not. Cry. I swear if you mess up my masterpiece, I will hurt you. Best friend or not.” Cisco gave her the stink eye.
    “I won’t, I promise.” Ashland dabbed at her eyes with her fingers, behind the