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I don’t argue. I don’t agree. Honestly, I don’t give two fucks about my hair color. If it weren’t for Carli, I wouldn’t be out of my house today at all. “You should totally come with me and get pedicures after this.”
“I should really get back.”
“Nonsense. You’ll just sit in your house and stare at some screen. We both know this. Let me treat you today. We’ll hit a bar before we go… I know you will drink a martini.” She’s going to be impossible about all of this. I already know this. “I also need to pick up the gifts for my bride’s maids. I’m thinking lingerie; what would you buy?”
“Shouldn’t you be the one getting the gifts?” Water hits me in the eye just as I ask. Chloe should be a little less splashy and watch what the fuck she’s doing.
“Okay crazy, yes but the bride also has to buy the girls a gift.” My day is officially over. This day is now being consumed by my precious sister and her gift of doing this to me every chance she has, except this time I can’t put her in her place because this day should be about her. She’s so lucky I still slightly like her.
“Fine. But I’m going to need two of those martinis and don’t even think of forcing me into pink polish on anything.”
I sit in the shop for what feels like two hours as I wait for Chloe to finish up Carli’s long curly hair. Thank god she didn’t need a color too. My sister finally hits my limit and puts me over the edge when we both stand up to leave. She poses in front of the mirror and pulls me against her. “Take a selfie with me. I want to Snap Chat Will.”
I pull my arm out of hers quickly, “Nah. You go ahead.”
“Seriously Cami. You look gorge and I want to keep memories from today! It’s not often that I get you out.” Forcing a half smile, I glance in the mirror and take a better look at my hair. It does look better than it has in months. “See that wasn’t so bad.”
I do good and keep to myself as we leave the salon, not handing anyone their ass for their previous assumptions about me. My sister must notice because she gives me a huge smile just as the door closes behind us.
We take off down the sidewalk and pass only a few doors before we step into a lingerie store. We’re met at the door by a bouncy blonde. My eyes couldn’t roll any further in the back of my head as I realize these are just the kind of people my sister would be near. I can only imagine how tonight will go. Her other bridesmaids are probably just like the girls I keep meeting today.
“Can I help you find anything?”
“Yes, I’m in need of six to seven pieces of sexy lingerie for myself and my bridesmaids. Well, there’s five of them, but I’m thinking I’ll get a couple for me.” Oh, Jesus. Five of us. Why does a person need five slaves on her big day?
My sister and the blonde begin giggling and sorting through the lacy pieces of material when I see the leather section. I look around taking in the store in its entirety. I’m shocked my sister would walk into a place like this, but then again I guess I don’t know this side of her that well. I pictured her more of a classy, proper lingerie kind of girl. This place has a wide variety and it suddenly hits me that I can do some research in here while her indecisiveness takes over. I’ve been looking for unique scenes to write, I can’t think of a better place to get inspiration.
My curiosity gets to me and before I know it I’m holding boxes of some of the oddest apparatuses trying to make sense of what everything is used for. A deep voice pulls my attention from the contraption in my hand, sending me instantly looking for my sister. I don’t do people and I really don’t want to have some freak try to approach me as I look at sex toys.
Stepping just outside the rack and back to the lingerie section, I see where the voice came from. A man in a dark suit is sitting proudly on a couch with his arms thrown over the back on each side, his eyes move to me the second I’m in sight. His dark brown hair and perfect scruff get my attention, but I quickly look to the ground and walk swiftly past. “Do you think I should try the red one next?” A female voice comes through a dressing room just as I pass.
“Your choice.” I can feel his eyes on me even when he responds to her. This is that paranoia that keeps me from leaving the house. Luckily my sister is loud and easy to find, not that this makes me feel any less awkward.
“Cami. Pick out the one you want.”
“Nah. I’m good.”
“Stop it. I’m buying you something sexy and that’s final. If you don’t pick out something, I’ll buy you the frilliest pink one and make you try it on.”
“Fuck off Carli.”
“No really. I need your opinion on these. Which one should I surprise Will with on our wedding night?”
“How about you go naked. That’s what guys want anyway.”
“You’re no fun. I’m gonna try all of these on, Susan.” Oh, hell no. I should’ve seen this coming. Why can’t she be more like me and get what she came for and leave. No, she has to check out all the options. Hell, she’ll probably do research online to read the reviews.
“Buy all of them. You’re gonna need options for the honey moon.”
“Don’t be ridiculous. There’s over twenty on this rack that I want to see.” Fuck my life.
Blondie leads my sister over to the dressing rooms and before she can get out of sight, she’s yelling through the store at me. “Cami. There’s a couch over here you can sit on and I’ll call you in to see them.” Yes, I’m very fucking aware of the damn couch.
This is the shit that keeps me behind locked doors. I can feel my heart racing just thinking of sitting next to that heap of masculinity.
Faking interest in the garments around me, I try like hell to avoid going over there. It’s only a few minutes before Miss Blondie comes to get me. “Your sister is asking for you.”
“Of course she is.” I swallow hard and make my way back over to the dressing rooms. He’s not on the couch anymore and I can feel my heart settle down when I exhale.
