I eye the dress Kasey has picked out for me, having flashbacks to the night I first met Emilio. “No.” I shake my head and throw the dress back at her.
“Why not?”
Allie plops down on the bed and settles in for the show, already dressed and ready in a red body con dress with long sleeves and a short hemline.
“Because my body is not like your body and I am not going to put every dimple and bulge on display.”
Kasey rolls her eyes. “You’re right. Your body isn’t like mine,” she says and my shoulders slump. Ouch. I mean, it’s true but still. “It’s better. Because you have curves I would kill for but am still a few years away from developing. And you have a rack most girls would die for. So, put on the damn dress.”
My brows pull together. “Uh, thanks. But still no.”
“Come on, Bibi. Just try it on,” Allie pleads.
“I’m serious when I say it’s going to look awful. And it’s backless. I can’t go braless. I will literally leak everywhere.”
Kasey’s face scrunches up. “Okay. You might have me there.” She returns to her closet and flips through the hangers before pulling out a black lace dress with skin colored lining. “Try this one.” She tosses me the dress and Allie steps up beside me, fingering the lace.
“This is hella pretty,” she says, and I can’t help but agree.
“Okay. Give me a minute.”
I use Kasey’s attached bathroom to slip into the dress. The zipper is on the side, making it easy to get into on my own. I rub my hands down the front, smoothing out any wrinkles as I look at myself in the mirror.
“Woah.”
The door opens behind me and Kasey and Allie both step inside.
“Damn,” Allie says.
“Told you.” The corner of Kasey’s mouth lifts into a smirk. “Curves in all the right places.”
“Too bad Emilio can’t see you like this.”
Kasey whips out her phone, her fingers flying over the keyboard. “Oh, he will,” she says, right before snapping a picture and sending it to him.
I groan. “I’m pretty sure knowing that this,” I wave at myself, “is how I’m going out tonight isn’t going to make him happy.”
She grins. “I know. Which is exactly why I’m sending it. The guys were already planning on coming over after the game so this will give Emilio a little added encouragement to hurry his ass up.”
Allie and I both laugh. “God. The guys aren’t wrong. You really do like to stir the pot.”
She smirks. “Duh. Hi, I’m Kasey. Have we met?”
* * *
There are toomany people here. It’s loud and the strobe light in the corner of the room is giving me a headache. I might have thought I missed out on the whole party scene since having Luis, but now that I’m here, I’m beginning to think I wasn’t really missing out on much of anything.
I check my phone for the hundredth time, knowing Luis is fine. Monique has been sending me updates. It’s just that this is his first overnight and it’s making me anxious. I’ve had to run back to Kasey’s to pump and dump once already which makes me feel horrible as I pour my liquid gold down the drain. Normally I’d save it, but we’re drinking. Or at least Kasey and I am. She suckered me into taking a shot with her before we left, and after being reminded of whose house we’re going to, I figured it was necessary. Now that we’re here, I know I was right.
Kasey walks through the house like she owns it, making a beeline for the bar covered with booze. “What do you like?” she asks me, and I consider this. I don’t drink. I’ve had the shot at her house—which was disgusting by the way—and I’ve had a mimosa. Beyond that, my knowledge of alcohol is nil.
“I’m not much of a drinker,” I tell her with a shrug.
She rolls her eyes. “Well, you are tonight. I want to have some fun!” she shouts over the music. I glance toward Allie who gives me an expectant look.
“No one is going to make you drink if you don’t want to, but how many opportunities do you get to let loose a little?”
I purse my lips. “Okay. One drink.” Kasey jumps up and down before turning to the teenage boy manning the bar. He’s familiar. From our school, but not someone I’ve talked to before. She tells him what she wants, and he makes quick work of lining up three red cups and filling them with various liquors before pushing all three toward her. She takes them and hands one to each of us before retrieving her own.
