Chapter 117

LENA’S POV

“I have told you for the umpteenth time to stop moving around, you are going to spill your head all over the place and take my work back. We wouldn’t want that now, would we?” Gwen rambled while moving around the room, sliding between tables and chairs to get to whatever it was she was meaning to pick.

“Sorry,” I mumbled, trying hard not to giggle at her frustration. I find it amusing, to say the least.

“Yeah right” She rolled her eyes, finally returning to where she stood at my back. “As if that is going to fix the hair” She brushed back the string of hair that fell out of place and tucked it back to where it belonged before toasting and then combing aside.

She went back to her previous task of trying to get my zipper up and getting me all set in the white, floor-sweeping gown she urged me to pick. She was putting in her all to make sure I looked perfect from every angle even going as far as wiping a bit of sweat resting on my forehead.

“Okay, okay now take a few steps let