Fuck. I don’t have time to be sad about not being stripped naked by my best friend’s dad tonight. Tossing my makeup bag, hair shit, and the stuff from the adult shop in a tote, I grab the dress and heels I bought for Bean to wear before walking down the stairs.
“Have fun. But not too much fun.” Mom hands me the container of Jell-o shots she made.
I wink as I head for the back door. “Don’t wait up.”
Matt stands next to the black stretch limo, wearing a short top hat adorned with a feather and a suit. “Damn. I’m regretting working tonight instead of tagging along with you in the clubs!” He opens the back door for me.
“It’s a bachelorette party, Matt.”
“And your point is?”
I smirk at him and slide in. We make a few stops and fill the car with friends—and Stephanie—before driving toward Alex’s hotel. Once we’re in the parking lot, I text Bean and tell her to come outside. Again, Matt’s waiting next to the limo.
When Bean walks out the front door, I have to stifle a groanbecause Alex is with her. Bean’s mouth drops, and she claps her hands and squeals as Matt opens the car door and I step out.
“Holy fuck, Min. You look amazing. That’s not to say you don’t, too, Matty. Love the hat.”
He tips it with a grin.
“Thanks, but wait until you see what I brought you to wear.” I don’t miss Alex’s eyes raking over my body. My silver dress fits me like a glove and hits me mid-thigh. His gaze brings up memories of his hands all over me, but I push them aside. “Now you have two options: you can get changed in the hotel or in the limo.”
Bean narrows her eyes a bit. “Where doyousuggest I get changed?”
I grin mischievously. “The limo. But you could ask them.” I take a few steps to the side, and the rest of the girls pour out, cheering and laughing.
“Limo it is. Let’s get this party started! Please tell me you have a super tacky bride tiara for me.”
“With a veil and everything.” I also have one that says ‘Same Penis Forever’. There are ‘Team Bride’ tiaras for the rest of us, and three different sets of sashes.
“Fuck yes. Bye, Dad.”
“Have fun, kiddo. Ladies.” Alex nods at the group, but his eyes linger on me as they start climbing back in.
“Can we open the gummies shaped like dicks now?” Haven asks.
Bean stops before getting in. “Shit, what about my car?”
“Grant’s driving it home for you. I gave him the spare key.”
“You think of everything, Minnie. I’m so thankful for you.” She has a strange look on her face that I can’t quite figure out.
“Don’t get mushy on me now. Get your ass in there so we can go have some fun.”
She grins and kisses me on the cheek, then drops onto the seat.
“Oh, jello shots! Tonight is already fantastic!” Bean’s declaration is answered with a bunch of woo-hoos. I smile as I stand watching my best friend looking so fucking happy.
I can’t resist a quick look over my shoulder. Alex’s eyes move from my bare back and tattoo to my face, and what I see there makes my heart race and panties wet. Shit. I take a deep breath and force myself to look away.
“Slide over, asshole.”
Bean moves and hands me a tiny cup once I’m in. Matt closes the door and I see Alex still standing there out of the corner of my eye. As I watch from the blacked-out window, his expression grows pained, and he runs his hand over his face.
“Cheers!” Bean yells, throwing her shot back. Once we’re on the road, she pulls the dress out of the garment bag. “Oh my god, it’s perfect. It’s like a Halloween costume of a cliché slutty bride! I love slutty bride!” Giving no fucks about who is around, she strips down to her panties and pulls on the strapless dress with a built-in bra. “This thing makes me look like I have tits. I should wear this instead of the organza monstrosity Mom loves so much.”
There are three different conversations going on, but they quickly converge into one when the subject of men comes up.
“If you see me disappear into the men’s room with some hot dude, just carry on with what you’re doing. It would be a shame to waste this dress.” Rachel, the other bridesmaid, smooths her hand down her short skirt.
