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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste rolled out of bed again, standing up and walking over to Sage just as the seamstress rolled in three racks of dresses for Celeste to choose from and two racks of suits for Sage to pick from. |
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Sage sort of wrinkled his nose at all the suits he'd probably have to try on. He didn't know what he liked...well he liked not wearing suits...but he also liked making Celeste happy, so there was that. She could pick what she thinks would look nice on him. |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - The seamstress had Celeste look through the racks of dresses, until Celeste found one she liked. |
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Sage let Celeste and the seamstress look through dresses and all that, keeping Liz entertained in the corner. It would be his turn soon enough he was sure but for now he'd just stay quiet in the corner |
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Celeste Harlow-Acker - Celeste finally found one and tried it on. It fit perfectly. It was midnight blue with rhinestones, skin tight and accenting her pregnant belly. It was gorgeous. |
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Sage couldn't help but watch when Celeste moved to try the dress on. She did look amazing in it. "Looks good babe," he chirped lightly |
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"Really?" She asked, looking at herself in the mirror. The dress trailed on the ground and the top was a halter top, backless. |
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Sage chuckled softly and nodded. "If it looked bad I'd let you know," he pointed out with a shrug. She knew that, though. But it did look nice on her. |
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"So you like it?" She asked, making sure. Celeste didn't know how good it looked with her massive pregnant belly. |
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Sage rolled his eyes and nodded with a soft laugh. "It looks great," he reassured her. "Besides, if anyone is rude about you being pregnant I'll just beat them up for insulting my wife and kids," he added with a slight wrinkle to his nose |
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