She turned around, and I stopped her with a hand on her wrist, shaking my head. “That’s not what I meant, Kaia. I think you look… really good. It’s not bad at all. If you’re comfortable, then I think you should wear it. I just wasn’t expecting so much skin, that’s all.” I rubbed my neck, feeling uncomfortable looking at her for so long. It was a struggle to force my eyes to stay on hers and not trail lower to the dip of her chest into her outfit.
“I’m not showing that much skin. I know it’ll be warm inside the arcade, so I wanted to dress appropriately.” She smiled.
I gave her a knowing look. “Sweetie, there is nothing appropriate about that outfit, but let’s go anyway.” She blushed again, but didn’t argue about it anymore.
Iwasn’t sure what had me so possessive over her. She was a grown woman, as evident by the way her chest looked. She could wear whatever she wanted. Who was I to care if she wanted to dress up?
She ended up driving to the arcade, and I allowed myself to stare at her legs only every five to ten minutes. I was afraid she’d catch me staring, and I didn’t have a good excuse. I had to sit on my hands so I wasn’t tempted to reach over and feel her soft legs.Pull it together, Dais. That is your best friend who just lost her father. She does not need you drooling over her strong yet soft and kissable legs!
Thankfully, we pulled into the parking lot, and I busied myself by texting the group that we were there.
“Ready?” she asked.
I smiled. “Ready. Are you?”
She nodded. “Yup. I’m ready.”
We got out of the car, and I was thankful for the cool air. The air in the car had gotten hot and thick, and I needed to cool off. My friends got out of their cars and ran over to us, all of us exchanging hellos and hugs.
Cora hugged me first. Cora had shoulder-length brown hair that rested in curls. Her eyes were a warm chocolate brown, and she was the oldest out of all of us at thirty-one.
Next was Emma. She was the baby of our group at twenty-two. She had short blonde hair and blue eyes.
Then, fashionably last, was Remy. Remy was a trust-funded, red-headed twenty-six-year-old beauty with green eyes and a heart of gold. She never gave helping out someone in need a second thought, and she loved spoiling her friends.
After a round of “Oh my God, I love your hair. Your outfit is adorable. Kaia, you look smokin’ hot!” I forced everyone inside.
I didn’t disagree with them that she looked good. She showed off her legs and boobs perfectly. But I didn’t appreciate how they were touching all over her, feeling her outfit and making her do a little spin like she was on display.
“Yes, we all agree she looks great. Stop fondling her and let’s go inside, please.”
Remy looked at me with challenge in her eyes. “A little testy today,aren’t we, Dais? Sorry we wanted to appreciate your girl. Our bad. We can go.”
I turned to Kaia, who blushed. “I’m not her girl,” she said before I could say anything.
I didn’t want to be the one to say it. I had no problem correcting them when she wasn’t around, but with her standing in front of me, it felt wrong. She meant so much to me, and in a way, she was my girl, but not in the way they always joked about.
When we got inside, Remy insisted on paying for everything. Kaia tried to protest, of course, but she wouldn’t have it. I smiled and took Kaia’s hand, forcing her to look at me.
“Don’t waste your breath, doodle. She’s stubborn. Just smile and say thank you.”
She frowned but turned back to Remy and thanked her.
“Okay, who’s riding with who?” Cora asked after we got our tickets and huddled together.
I looked around at everyone. “There are five of us, so someone would have to ride alone or wait for someone to be done. I can ride alone if no one else wants to.”
Remy shook her head. “Absolutely not. You and Kaia can ride together, and I’ll ride alone.”
I frowned. “Are you sure? I don’t mind going by myself.”
She nodded. “You can’t leave your best friend alone. Go, I’ll be fine.” She winked and it didn’t go unnoticed, but I didn’t bother bringing it up—at least, not yet.
I had told my friends countless times that Kaia and I were just friends, but for some reason, they refused to believe me. They never said anything if she was with me, but they always made faces and mentioned something if she wasn’t around.
I turned to Kaia, Cora, and Emma. “Is everyone okay with that idea? Kaia and I will ride together, Cora and Emma, and Remy will go alone?”
They all nodded, and we headed to wait in line. Kaia nudged me for my attention once we stepped closer to the front. “I’m sorry you have to be stuck with me. I know how hard you tried to get out of it.”
