Narah: His Ninetail In Disguise

Chapter 9

(Nesta POV)

"Umm…. Do you have anything else?" Tristan asked as I raised my eyebrow.

Malcolm gave a short cough and Samuel was covering his mouth and laughing in the corner.

"What is wrong?" I asked as Tristan sighed.

"You dress like someone out of the medieval ages," he said with a chuckle.

"Is that what people call a corset? You still wear them?" Samuel asked with an amused face.

I frowned and looked at my dress and then back at him.

My dress was one of the simplest I brought. It was a plain white dress with beautiful blue curl designs from top to bottom.

"But this is the simplest I own"

"Don’t you have anything other than frocks or gowns?" Samuel asked as I shook my head.

Malcolm sighed and took out his phone.

"I will call Sandra. She might be able to lend her some clothes" he said as the others shook their head.

I watched silently as I called the girl. 10 minutes later a tall tanned skin girl walked into the room.

"Hey babe" she smiled wide and walked to Malcolm. They kissed and then turned and waved at the rest of the brothers.

"High five!" she grinned turning to Samuel.

"Yo," Samuel grinned as he and the girl slapped their hands in the air.

She then turned and looked at me.

"You're beautiful!" she exclaimed before walking to me. "Well the dress is gorgeous too but I understood why he called for fashion help" she flipped her hair and gave me a wink.

This girl had curves in the right places. She wore bright blue tight pants and a long sleeve cream top. I knew earthlings' sense of fashion as really different but wow I never knew it was this gorgeous.

"Narah, meet Sandra, my best friend" Samuel grinned before earning a slap in his head.

"She is my mate" Malcolm corrected.

"Yea, but she was my best friend before you both are mates"

They started to bicker as Sandra laughed.

"Ok boys. Knock it out" she said before turning to me.

"Come on. Let's get you dressed up" she grabbed my hand and started to drag me. I looked at Tristan who waved with a smile.

"Sandra, half an hour" he shouted as the latter shouted an "Ok"

"I could give you my jeans but I am sure they will be a bit lose for you. For now, we might have to opt for skirts." She said entering a room and letting go of the door.

She closed the door and turned to me, looking from top to bottom.

"You will really look pretty in skirts," she said before opening her closet. My god the wardrobe looked hell messy. Clothes are just trashed around. She started to throw a few clothes on the bed and a few deep inside her wardrobe occasionally mumbling yes and no.

In the end, I was met with a pile of clothes on the bed.

"Umm so which should I wear?" I asked as she grinned.

"Let's mix and match. You look very pretty, like a doll and I wanted to make you look pretty as hell"

She looked very excited.

In the end, her obsession resulted in me trying countless dresses. She even took pictures with her phone.

Some of the dresses wear a bit complex for me to wear.

I groaned putting on a skirt a bit short for my liking. "Please I can't take it anymore. Please choose an outfit" I pitifully looked at her.

"Oh sorry" she laughed nervously before taking a top and handing it to me.

"You can wear that skirt with this top." She said and I nodded putting the white long sleeve top with a weird v-cut opening above my chest. She also gave me something called a stocking, very painful to wear.

The struggle was real for that thing. I can't even imagine how I will take it off.

She inserted my top into my skirt and gave me a light gold single piece necklace. My hair was tied to a high pony and she also gave me shoes.

Well, she gave me very pointed heels but I could take not more than 2 steps in them. In the end, she gave me white shoes.

"Please be careful with them. Stains on these never come off" she warned.

When we went back to the living room, the boys let out a groan and stood up.

"You took an hour" Samuel complained as they turned around. "Dang… Sister-in-law looks good" he complimented.

My eyes met with Tristan. He looked at me from top to bottom.

"Why a skirt?" he asked looking at Sandra. She raised one of her eyebrows and crossed her hand over her chest.

"And why not?"

"Well how about the fact that we can't go out like that" he replied imitating Sandra's posture.

"Well, doesn’t she look pretty?" she asked and almost instantly he blushed. He cleared his throat glancing at me before looking away.

"Whatever" he grumbled before walking to me. "Come on," he said grabbing my hands and dragging me with him.

"We all can see your blush!" Sandra shouted before bursting into laughter. Tristan didn’t reply but he just raised his hand and showed his middle finger in the air.

"What is that?" I asked as we reached his car.

"What is what?" he grumbled he helped me enter the car.

"This" I extended my middle finger at him. His eyes widen and he grabbed my hand and brought them down.

"Nothing…. Don’t show that to others. It’s a bad word" he said making me frown.

"This is a bad word?" I raised my middle finger again.

"Yes," he immediately replied once again putting my hand down.

I could hear his heart beating fast from the sudden shock.

I grinned.

"Why? What bad word does this mean?" This time raised both my middle fingers, blinking innocently. He groaned and covered his face.

"It's my fault. I should have done it in front of you." He said before looking at me. "But your innocence is sexy"

My eyes widen as I put my middle fingers down, staring at him in shock.

"W-what?" I stumbled as he moved closer to me. "w-what do you think your d-doing?" I stumbled with my words but he was still silent.

His face moved closer to me and my eyes immediately closed my heart beating faster and faster on feeling his warm breath on my cheeks.

He stopped his movement and I opened my eyes.

He was close. Really close.

His beautiful forest green eyes stared into mine, the orbs slightly darker from the lust. The sparks between us were little since there was only light touching. But those sparks brought shivers to my body.

T-Tristan?" I stumbled as he gave a small hum. My eyes roamed around each part of his face before it landed on his lips.

He licked it lightly and I unconsciously followed his movement.

I looked at his eyes and them back at his lips.

My mind was completely blank and I was feeling a bit hot.

"I want to kiss you so bad" he commented as he kept glancing at my lips.

I want to kiss him too. So bad. I want to feel his lips on me.

So when he slammed his lips onto mine, I didn’t resist. I immediately responded.

The rational part of my brain was completely overthrown by my irrational part. I wanted more than this.

He moved away from me, licking his lips, his mysterious eyes staring at me.

"That was amazing" he smiled while I sat there speechless.

I can't believe he did that. That I did that. That I let him do that.

My heart was still beating fast and my whole body feels giddy from the kiss.

My hand went to my lips tugging it lightly but stops as he puts his hand over it.

I watched as he lightly grabbed my hand before pulling it down with him. The pull didn’t have any force. It was like a small tug wanting me to take my hand away and I followed him.

Once again I let him do it.

He was about to kiss me again but there was a quick knock on his window side making us both jump.

It was Samuel.

"I knew you guys were doing something naughty" he grinned as Tristan rolled the glass down.

"What is it?" Tristan sounded very irritated.

"Well. You have been here for half an hour. I can't take my car unless you move yours" he pointed to his car behind ours.

Tristan groaned and rolled his glass up before starting his car.

He then turned to me and in a quick second, I froze as he leaned to me. I took a deep breath and his hand went past me.

"Seat belt" he muttered taking the belt and clipping it securely.

When he moved back I let myself breathe.

With that awkward silence filled around us as he drove to somewhere to buy me clothes.