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Nicolette

Throwing myself back onto the couch, I scream into a pillow, more than ready to cry. I feel the couch dip beside my head. Looking up, I see Pop.

“Cheer up, Nic. It’s your birthday. You should be happy and getting ready.”

“Did you know I had Kris’ sister’s heart?”

“Nic, I—well, yeah. I don’t think he remembers, but we talked about you and his sister.”

“He essentially gave me life as much as you and mom.” I cry, curling up in Pop’s lap.

“Now, now, little one. He did what any good person would do.”

“What the hell happened to him? He’s so bitter and crude.”

“You would be too if you were on the cusp of greatness and lost it all, your entire life gone with a snap of your fingers.”

“Are you telling me to be nicer to him?”

“Do I really need to say those words?”

With that, Pop lifted me and sent me to shower to get ready.

A few hours later, I’m getting out of the SUV at Curb Stomp, and apparently, we’re going into the Shit Kicker hall.

“I’m in a cream-colored ruffled skirt, a denim top with leather accents like my belt and boots. My favorite part of my entire ensemble is the wildflowers in my hair.

“Fucking asshat.” I hear the crude language followed by cave dweller grunts. Looking up, I see a huge cluster of teal and pink balloons floating out of the huge doors.

“Virgin ears here,” I say to Kris, pretending to cover my ears.

“Not with the F-bombs you were dropping all day.” He shouts, poking his head out from the cluster.

“Okay, then, how about just a virgin here?” Pop says, walking past.

“Pop!” I shriek, my cheeks flaming as the balloons release, and he sparkles like a Meyer vampire. My hands fly to my mouth to contain the hard giggle that erupts.

“Who’s the rhinestone cowboy?” I hear Teeah, my partner in crime, from the Double Shot video.

I smile at her. “This would be—” I stop speaking as I spot Kris watching with tongue in cheek. “Nobody.” I finish over my shoulder before shoving Kris. “Just in case you didn’t know, you kind of sparkle.”

My arm is grabbed, and before I can protest, I watch as he lifts his hat and dumps the pound of teal and pink glitter over my head.

“Now we’re a matching pair.”

I look down, and the glitter fell between my tits as well as everywhere else. “At least it looks good on me.”

Kris puts his hat back on his head before nodding.

“Happy Birthday.” He walks away.

Well, if that wasn’t awkward. Turning back to Teeah, I wrap my arms around her shoulders.

“Thank you for being here. It’s been a day.”

“Then let’s go have some fun. You can watch me get drunk.”


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