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I cocked my head to the side. “This had to be expensive,” I said, fingering the folds of the skirt as it swished around my hips. Somehow, the silk had a sensual feel that made me feel…sexy.

“I don’t care, I know you’ll take care of it,” Angela said. “Besides, you’re my best friend. I want you to succeed.”

I threw my arms around Angela and hugged her tightly.

“You’re the best,” I said softly. “And I won’t forget it.”

Angela grinned. “I know,” she said.

We burst out laughing. At least I could always take comfort in her. No matter what happened with Thomas, I’d still have my best friend.

Chapter Six

June

Friday seemed to take forever. After school, I rushed home and gave myself a quick manicure and pedicure, in pale pink, my favorite color. Angela had taken the dress to the dry-cleaners, and it was hanging on the back of my door.

I nervously killed two hours watching reruns of television, barely even paying any attention. The second the clock hit seven, I wriggled into Angela’s dress, then applied two coats of mascara, lipstick, and a little blush. When I looked in the mirror, I couldn’t believe the girl I saw.

I just hoped Thomas would like her, too.

At twenty-five past, I spritzed on some perfume, grabbed my clutch, and shoved my feet into a pair of Angela’s black patent platform pumps. Her feet were slightly bigger than mine and for a moment, I wobbled nervously as I walked into the foyer of our apartment. I’ve got this, I thought, trying to stay positive. I can do this.

As I walked outside, my heart was pounding like a nervous drum. I bit my lip and glanced up and down the block, looking for any sign of Thomas.

I didn’t have to wait long. At seven-thirty on the dot, a silver Porsche cruised by the building and braked hard. Seconds later, Thomas climbed out from behind the driver’s seat and beamed at me. He was so handsome that it almost hurt to look. His silvery hair was pushed back and he was clad in a black button-down shirt and black slacks.

“Hi,” I said, blushing furiously and biting my lip.

“Hey yourself,” Thomas said. He winked at me. “You look stunning. I’ve never seen that before. New?”

My blush deepened and I was glad it was twilight.

“I borrowed it from my roommate,” I confessed with a small laugh. “I don’t really need stuff like this for school.”

Thomas laughed – it was a nice, deep sound – and grinned. “No, I guess not,” he said. “But damn. Your kids would really pay attention if you did.”

My cheeks hurt from smiling as I walked carefully to the car, making sure not to wobble too much in my borrowed heels. Thomas opened the passenger door and held it open for me, carefully tucking the silk of my skirt inside before closing it. When his skin brushed against mine, I shivered.

“So, I thought we’d go to Daniel,” Thomas said.

I giggled

nervously. “I have to admit, I’ve never heard of that place.”

“You’ll love it,” Thomas said confidently. “It’s French, and very new.”

Oh, no, I thought nervously. I don’t know how to read French!

“Don’t worry, everything is fantastic,” Thomas said. He steered the Porsche smoothly down the street. Being there, in the car with him, I could barely remember to breathe. In Angela’s silk dress, I slid sensually against the black leather seat. It was all too much to take in. The sound of Thomas’s voice made me shiver every time he spoke.

“I’m really glad you asked me out,” I said softly, taking a nervous gulp. “I…I don’t really date much.”

Thomas chuckled. He reached across and briefly rested his hand on my bare knee before shifting the car into a different gear.

“I’m glad you said yes,” he said, his voice booming through my chest. “I’ve been wanting to ask you out ever since we first met.”

I licked my lips. By the time Thomas took his hand away from my knee, I was trembling with excitement.

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