Free Deceived 4 - The Wedding by Eve Carter Page B

cock rings, anal beads and a giant latex monstrosity - I had no idea what that was used for.
    “Wow, you came prepare d,” Patrick said with a teasing grin on his face.
    “Funny,” I said and punched him on the shoulder. “You grabbed the wrong bag.”
    “ I grabbed the wrong bag? You picked it out, remember.”
    “Yeah, well. What are we going to do now? I need my stuff.”
    “Don’t worry. We ’ll call the airline and report it missing. Chances are they still have your bag. If not, someone who’s missing a lot of sex toys has it and is going to be disappointed when he opens your bag.”
    I picked up one of the vibrators , still in its package, and examined it. “Why would someone bring a suitcase with this many sex toys to Vegas? Are they counting on a wild weekend? I know that Vegas is over the top, but this much?”
    Patrick swirled the last of his Scotch and the ice in the glass. “ It’s probably somebody attending one of those sex conventions. They have them all the time here.” He threw back the last of his drink. “They even host the annual Porn Star Awards or something like that.”
    I tossed the package back into the suitcase and shut the lid. “You sure know a lot about this.” I gave him a sly smile and he patted me on the butt.
    “Just go get ready, baby,” he said and waved his glass. The Scotch was gone now and only the ice clinked from side to side. “Maybe we should just buy you a dress down in one of the shops for tonight, just until we get your bag tomorrow. Hurry, hon. I’ll be waiting in the other room.”
     

Chapter 7
     
    “ I s this your first time in Las Vegas?” the store clerk asked as she handed me another dress to try on.
    “Yes, is it that obvious?” I said with a smile.
    She took the other dress I had just removed through the half-open dressing room door. “No, a lucky guess,” she said handing me a very sexy looking dress on a hanger. “Here, try this one. It’ll look good on you. You young girls still have the figure for it.”
    I took it off the hanger and rubbed my fingers over the sparkling sequins on the fabric. “It’s very…sparkly. Do you think it’s too much? Too wild?”
    “It’s Vegas , dear. You’re allowed to be extra sparkly here. You’ll probably want to get some glittery heels to go with it.” She smiled. “When did you get here?”
    “Today, ” I confessed. “I lost my suitcase so I need something to wear tonight.”
    She gave me a sympathetic look and closed the dressing room door to wait outside. I stepped out of the small dressing room to get a better view in the three-way mirror. It was located in an area with a couch and chair where others could wait and view the merchandise while you wore it.
    “ How does that one fit you?” she asked.
    “Wow, i t looks…gorgeous on you.” I turned around and gazed into Patrick’s eyes. I hadn’t noticed him come into the store. “She’ll wear it now,” he continued and handed the clerk a credit card.
    She took the plastic and ran it through the cash register on a large counter. We followed her to the check out where a display rack of sparkling bracelets caught my eye. I liked this Vegas style with its go all out, over the top, get wild attitude.
    “Are you staying here at the hotel?” she asked.
    “Yes, we are staying in one of the suites,” Patrick said.
    “If you like …” She paused and read the name on Patrick’s credit card. “Mrs. Collins, I will have the clothes you were wearing sent to your room.”
    “Oh, we’re not married, yet.”
    “Sorry, I saw the ring…” Her face brightened. “Are you here in Vegas to get married?”
    I nervously twisted my engagement ring as I spoke, “Um, well no. We’re here for one of us to kind of get…unmarried.” She looked puzzled. “It’s a long story. Anyway, that would be great if you could send my clothes to the room.”
    “Perfect,” she said. “If you will just sign here , sir, and write down your room number,