Maddie sniffs, a wicked grin at the corners of her lips. “Would you look at our baby girl, Lo? She’s all grown up.”
My hands tremble as I draw them down the front of my skirt. My long dark hair is curled and coiled to perfection, hanging down my back and over my shoulders. The mascara and eye make-up Lola used makes my eyes pop with color, as she put it. And the sweater I’ve borrowed from Maddie matches the color of my irises. A bright, brilliant blue.
“Wow.” Is all I can say at the way they transformed me.
“He’s gonna want to eat you up.”
Lola winks and taps a finger on her chin. “There’s something missing. Hold on.”
We watch her rummage through her jewelry box and she pulls out a pair of earrings. They are dangling aquamarine topaz that shimmer and sparkle with a little bit of silver.
“Here, these will go perfectly.”
I accept the offer and put them on just as we hear a voice calling me from downstairs.
My eyes go wide, staring at both Maddie and Lola.
“Your Prince awaits.”
Swallowing down my nerves, I slide into my heeled boots and zip them up, gathering up my confidence and willing away my nerves.
“Here we go.” Ready or not.
Preston
Stunning.
Brinly is absolutely gorgeous and my mouth goes dry the moment she descends from the stairs and I get a good look at her.
“Wow, you look beautiful,” I mumble in awe, holding open the door to my car. I get a peek of her thigh as she slides into the passenger seat, her skirt shifting above her knee as she does.
When she looks up at, she takes my breath away.
“Thank you. You look handsome, too.”
As I walk around to the opposite side of the car, I try to regulate my breaths and racing heart. I shouldn’t be this nervous for a first date. I’ve dated girls before, it’s not that difficult. But something inside me wants to make it perfect for Brinly tonight. I already know I want more than just one and I hope by the end of the night, she feels the same way.
I start the ignition and glance over my shoulder to back out. My eyes can’t help but admire her profile. Smooth skin, soft cheeks, perfectly pointed chin, and her tits. Holy shit. That sweater fits her like second-skin. My fingers twitch to touch her. To run my hands over the curve of her breast, to play with the hardened buds of her nipples.
Clearing my throat and my thoughts, I refocus on the road.
“Where are you taking me tonight?” she asks, her hands clasped in her lap.
I’m hoping by the end of the night those hands will be in my lap and I can take her to bed with me. Unfortunately, though, I don’t think Brinly is that quick to jump in the sack with someone. I can only hope for more of those kisses like we shared the other day.
“The Fall Festival.”
I sneak a glance at her to see what she thinks of this idea and the smile on her lips tells me it’s a-go. The college town hosts an annual fall festival, complete with rides, games and fair foods every year before the weather turns cold and winter is bustled in.
“I’ve never been to one before.”
“Really? Never? You’ve never played carnival games or eaten sticky cotton candy?”
She shakes her head. “I was in New York City and I guess it wasn’t a thing. I mean, you got the Jersey Shore and Coney Island, but my mother would never take me. This is so exciting.”
The enthusiasm in her chipper voice puts me at ease and relaxes my nerves. I was worried she wouldn’t like the idea. Some girls wouldn’t. It’s outside, the weather is unpredictable, and well, it’s not a ritzy, classy affair. It’s just good, wholesome fun.
I find parking in a lot a block away from the town square and I open her door for her.
