Filed to story: Gavin Landry and Judy Werewolf Story
Plus, its not like you are going alone.
Im going to be there ! she assured me.
Despite her excited and positive attitude, I wasnt so sure.
I leaned back in the seat and let her drive us the rest of the way into the city.
She parked outside of a high class boutique and instead of waiting in the car, Gamma Derek and Beta Taylor walked into the store with us while the Gammas from the other car took positions outside.
Gavin was not messing around this time ; not that I could blame him.
His daughter almost gets killed by rogues.
I was honestly glad to have the extra protection even though I knew they were only here for Irene and not because of me.
Miss Landry, lovely to see you again, the store clerk said as we entered the store.
She was a young woman with curly red hair and dazzling green eyes.
Are you shopping for the Gala this weekend? Hello, Stacy, Irene greeted.
Yes, I am.
This is my friend, Judy.
Shell be going to the Gala as well as my cousins date.
Her eyes lit up at her words.
Walter is in town? Yes, Irene said simply.
Would be able to help her find the perfect ball gown? Of course ! Stacy said excitedly.
We just got a couple of new dresses this morning, One of which, I think you will truly like.
She walked over to a rack of dresses that were behind the cashiers counter and pulled out the most beautiful silver dress I had ever seen.
Are those real diamonds? Irene asked, admiring the dress fondly.
Of course they are, Stacy said with a bright smile.
This is an original Ella Venuti.
Theres only one in the world like this.
When I say its new, its brand spanking new.
Irenes eyes lit up as she stepped closer to examine the stitching on the gown.
Ella Venuti is always flawless with her designs.
This is impressive.
The diamonds make for a beautiful touch and the fabric is lightweight.
It would be perfect for the Gala, she breathed.
Its also the most expensive in the store, Stacy warned.
Price has never been an issue, she said thoughtfully She glanced at the price without flinching and then she looked at the size with a frown.
Its a little big for me though, she said.
I wouldnt want to adjust the size unless Ella would be able to do it herself.
I hear that Ella Venuti will be at the Gala this weekend.
But she wont be flying in until Friday evening, Stacy said with a frown.
Shes booked up for the week, so I dont think shell be able to make any adjustments on it.
But we have great designers here as you know.
They could- I wouldnt want anyone else to touch an Ella Venuti dress besides Ella herself, Irene said, holding up her hand.
She stepped back and then turned to look at me.
It looks like it could fit you though.
How about you try it on and see? She suggested.
I gawked at her in shock.
She wanted me to try on this expensive one of a kind dress? Was she out of her mind?? I … uh … I dont think so, I stammered.
This dress needs to be seen at the Gala, Judy, Irene told me.
Please, try it on.
I sighed and I eventually relented.
Stacy went with me to the dressing room and helped me get the dress on without ruining it.
The moment the zipper in the back went up and she released the seams of the dress, I felt like an entirely new woman.
The dress fit perfectly and hugged my curves with so much gentleness and ease.
Stacy gasped when I turned to face her, and her face immediately lit up.
Its beautiful, she breathed, her eyes shining as she took me in.
I glanced down at the dress shyly.
You dont think its too much? I asked her.
Oh, goddess no ! she said, waving off my concern.
Not for the Gala.
Come on, you must show Irene.
She opened the dressing room door, and I stepped out into the light.
Irene stood by a rack of new dresses but when she heard me step out of the changing room she turned to look at me.
Her eyes grew large, and her mouth fell open at the sight of me.
Wow ! She breathed.
You look amazing.
There was a flash of something in her eyes that I couldnt quite understand but it was gone in a heartbeat.
It almost looked like jealousy, I quickly brushed that thought out of my head ; Irene was drop- dead gorgeous ; there was no way she was jealous of me.
We definitely have to get you that dress.