Page 28 of Just a Beta (Betas in Waiting)
“Yup.No peeking.”She pushed him out of the bathroom and quickly got into motion.She paused when she saw the new scrubby puff on top of the towels.This man was used to having people over.Either he was a safehouse, or his mother had raised him right.Either one meant she had a comfortable shower and felt seriously clean when she was done.
She sighed and towelled dry, hair and body.She found a neutral deodorant in one of the drawers as well as a hairbrush.She got her hair smooth and had to leave it loose, or it wouldn’t dry.
The shirt was longer than the previous one, but there were no socks now.She sighed.She hated cold toes.
She walked out the door, headed for the hallway, then the stairs.She crept down the steps, listening for voices, but it was the smiling Samsor at the base of the steps that made her freeze in her tracks.
“Planning on making an escape?”
She slowly continued making her way down the steps.“No.Of course not.That would be stupid.”
He grinned.“Good.Come on.They are waiting, and Duran is getting into the selection process, so be warned.”
“Oh, boy.”She flexed her toes and grimaced.
“What is it?”
“I hate bare toes on cold floors.”
“The floors are heated.”
“I still don’t like it.”
He chuckled.“I will get you a set of socks and then order some slippers for you.”
He leaned over and gently kissed her cheek.
“Are you guys working to get me used to small contact so that larger contact will come easier?”
He chuckled.“Yes.”
She walked toward the living room.“Good plan.”
His soft laugh happened as he headed up the stairs.
She pattered into the living room, where Duran was going through fabric samples and had a stack of dresses on the couch.Her father was picking through the dresses, choosing with his own criteria.
He smiled.“Aha!This one.Or the dark green.I can’t decide.”
Duran grinned.“They will do for today, but I want her in these fabrics.”
Her aunt smiled.“Right.Get the first dress on, and we will see what needs to be done.”
“Uh, underwear?Things get weird if I don’t have a bra on.”
Alderna pointed at another rack and said, “Pick what fits.”
She nodded, walked over to the rack, and went through the sizes of lace and satin.She found three that would probably work and then went to work on the panties hung on little hangers.
She took the dress and the underwear and looked at Samsor, who had returned with socks.She grinned and pulled the socks on, wiggling her toes happily.
He said, “Down the hall and to the right of the stairs.”
She moved with her slippy socks and held her breath as she slipped on the panties that should fit.They did.She exhaled in relief and examined the bras.When she had gotten her nerve up, she whipped off the shirt and put the bra on, reaching behind her to fasten it.It fit, too.She exhaled in relief.Her aunt and cousins hadn’t pulled a trick on her.
It seemed that with her father here, the time for tricks was over.She picked up the green dress and put it on.It fit faithfully and looked pretty good.She sighed and walked back into the living room to let her aunty tear her apart.
Alderna stared.“Emhara...you...are all grown up.”
