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ADALYN
“If you’re goingto post a picture of my bare tit online, at least make sure it’s the good one,” I mutter, kicking my feet out on the couch.
A photo of me soaking wet and climbing onto a boat with my left boob out is blown up on my phone screen. It’s from a boat trip I was invited to a few days ago, and while I did truly love the sparkly pink bikini I chose to wear, it turns out that it was made very cheaply despite the hefty price tag. All it took was a quick dive into the ocean for the neck strap to snap and, obviously, for my tits to drop free for all to see.
Having people taking photos of me and posting them online isn’t anything new, but Icansay that this is the first time they’ve gone this far. The thought of my brothers or, even worse, my father finding this photo is enough to have me sending it to my publicist in an email labelledurgent.
“You’re the only person I know who would be more upset that someone had posted a photo of the, quote, unquote, ‘wrong boob’ online than the fact that they took those photos of you in the first place,” Ivy says, flipping through the channels on the TV.
The goddess with gorgeous woodsy green eyes, black curly hair, and smooth dark skin has been my closest friend since we met at a photoshoot for a new line of workout apparel last year. She’s also one of the only people who knows me well enough to understand my boob dilemma.
It’s not that I don’t care that someone felt the need to post pictures of my bare chest online; it’s just that it’s not really anything that some haven’t seen before. I’ve done photoshoots for a few magazines and billboards, wearing skimpy bikinis and bras that have shown everything but nipple before. This Twitter picture might beat those shoots in the nude department, but a nipple is a nipple.
Plus, if men can walk around with their naked titties out, then I sure as hell am not going to be embarrassed if given the opportunity to do the same.
“I wouldn’t care if it weren’t for the fact my family could see.” Tossing my phone on the plush, velvety grey ottoman beside me, I release a long groan. “My brother’s wife sent it to me this morning. Imagine my terror when I thought he had seen it too.”
Ivy winces. “If Maddox had seen it, we would be on the way to the hospital right now because he would have had a stroke.”
“She promised that he hadn’t, but it’s only a matter of time. I need it taken down.”
“Liv will take care of it. Your pretty, perky titties will be off the internet in no time.”
I choke back a laugh. “Pretty, perky titties? Should I say thank you?”
She answers with a wink.
Staring down the loose material of the cropped shirt I’m wearing, I find the titties in question. While decorated with two silver bars through both nipples, my chest is pretty run-of-the-mill. Small handfuls of boob that are perky enough I can go without a bra most days without noticing.
I’ve always been a tall woman, standing at five seven. But in comparison to my father and two brothers, who are all well over six feet tall, I’m the shortest of the bunch. I would consider myself the runt of the litter had my family not treated me like the most precious, one-of-a-kind jewel my entire life.
“Are you staring at your boobs?” Ivy asks, sounding as if she’s trying not to laugh.
I look up and grin. “You don’t look at yours?”
“I do. I have great tits.”
“You do,” I agree.
She does, and by the hundreds of billboards around the world showcasing her body, it’s obvious we’re not the only two who think so.
I never wanted to be a model. It wasn’t my life plan or my dream job when I was younger. On the contrary, it just fell into my lap. Ivy, on the other hand, she fought for her spot in the industry, and I respect the shit out of her for that.
She’s a certified girl boss, if you will.
“Have you finished packing yet?” she asks, switching subjects.
“Almost.”
“You haven’t even started, have you?”
I gasp in mock offense. “What do you mean? Of course I have.”
“You’re a crap liar, Addie. I snooped in your room last night, and your suitcase was empty.”
“Hold up—you were snooping in my room?”
