I stared at him, chewing my lower lip as I considered the idea.
“I think I would,” I said, nodding slowly.
“Yeah?”
“Sure,” I said. “Addie’s working Saturday so I’ll have that day free.”
“Perfect. I’m helping Marley move in that morning. We could meet after?”
“Sounds good.”
There was only the streetlight several feet away for light so I couldn’t be sure, but I was pretty sure he blushed when he asked if he could have my phone number.
I bounded up the stairs to my room a few minutes later, dialing Addie as I went.
“I just had drinks with GRAHAM FREAKING FORRESTER!” I shouted into the receiver as soon as she answered.
“Wait,” she said. “Didn’t you call me four hours ago telling me you had a date with Caleb freaking Malone?”
“I did.”
“And… what happened to that?”
“He’s a tool and I bailed. Hang on.”
I put her on speaker, unzipped my dress, and grabbed hold of the hem, pulling upwards. But instead of slipping off over my head, it got stuck at my shoulders and I was trapped.
“Oh my god,” I said, my voice muffled in the fabric as I twisted back and forth, trying to get the frock to move.
“Li?” I heard Addie say.
“I’m stuck in my dress!” Panic filled my voice. “Addie! I can’t get it off! It’s?—”
“It is not trying to strangle you.” Her own voice had taken on the soothing tone she used on her animal patients. “You are not going to be stuck in the dress forever. You will not die there.”
“Stop talking to me like I’m a feral cat!”
I was thrashing around now, twisting and pulling, my nude-thonged ass exposed, my arms pinned to the side of my head, hands getting tired from pulling.
“Lior…” I could barely hear Addie now thanks to my arms pressing against my ears. “What is happening?”
“I can’t get out of my dress and I can’t remember if my curtains are open!”
“Okay. We’ve been here before. It wouldn’t be the first time you’ve flashed your neighbors. Stop panicking and take a breath.”
I did as she said, arms raised above my head, shoulders wedged sufficiently against fabric that had little to no give.
“What if I die like this?” I asked, my lips brushing the white fabric covering my face. “What if I’m found dead with my ass hanging out.”
“Nothing to be embarrassed about. You happen to have a nice ass. I’ve always been jealous.”
“Addie!”
“Right. Ready to try again?” she asked.
I took in a deep breath and let it out.
“Yes,” I said my voice small.
