That’s hot. Are you on skates?
Gina
Too dangerous. I’m on platforms.
Owen
Nice. Come on now. I need to see you.
Gina
Hmmm… since you put it like that…
Owen
Meet you out front.
I notice how tight my pants are across the fly as I start for the door and have to make an adjustment.
In the living room, my sister is wearing a gold-satin bellbottom pantsuit and a long scarf tied around her head. She’s carrying a platter of Jell-O shots, only this time they have candy-corn pumpkins in them.
“Nice.” I nod at her outfit. “I didn’t know we had a theme.”
“Every party needs a theme.” She smiles, circling her finger around my head. “I like the shaggy hair. It’s very disco.”
“I need you to cut it.” I’ve been putting off a haircut since Gina said she liked my ponytail almost a month ago.
“But you have such a nice flow,” Heather teases, walking past me to put the shots on the table. “You look like a real NHL star.”
“Does Maddie know not to eat those?” I point to the Jell-O shots.
“Yes. The ones with pumpkins are for the adults. Theones with nothing are for her. I gave her one when she came down.”
“I told her to drink a glass of water,” I groan. “She’s had so much sugar, we’ll be lucky if she makes it to the party at all.”
“Haddy said she can crash in their guest room tonight with Spanky and LB.”
Twisting my lips, I nod. “That’s not a bad idea.”
My sister heads for the kitchen, and I hurry out the front door just in time to see my two former roommates strutting up the sidewalk.
Gina is sexy in an orange and pink minidress with wide, bell sleeves and a deep V-neck. She’s wearing white platform shoes, and she has Spanky strutting proudly on a leash at her side. Her long hair hangs straight down her back, and glasses with round pink lenses are perched on her nose.
Maverick makes me laugh in his navy leisure suit and teased-out curly-curly blond wig.
“What’s crackin’, Jack?” He points finger-guns at me, and he’s talking like one of the guys fromAnchorman.
“You are freakishly authentic.” I jog down to meet them. “I don’t know about this blond wig, though.”
Without thinking or even hesitating, I put my hand around Gina’s waist, pulling her to me and kissing the side of her head.
“Right on.” Mav’s eyebrow arches at my greeting. “I’m going to leave you and see if I can’t find my own foxy lady.”
He flashes a peace sign and struts into the house. Gina puts her hand on my shoulder, smiling up at me. “I think you look hot.”
“I like you in these shoes.” I lean forward to pull her lips with mine. “It’s easier to kiss you.”
A longRooo!comes from behind me and Spanky lifts hisfront legs like he’s trying to charge. We look over my shoulder to where Ladybird is peering through the slats in the fence around my backyard.
