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I roll my eyes because I know where her enthusiasm comes from. It happened since Ash started saying that Stanley was going to end up drooling for me today. As if I’m looking to have something with him.
We’ve been getting closer during the past month, and it’s not like the friendships that I’m used to having. Being completely honest, I’m an independent person. Sometimes I don’t even see my friends and we live in the same apartment, but somehow, I’ve found a way to squeeze Stanley in my schedule multiple times a week because I like his presence.
In a weird sense, I can understand where she thinks that we have something going on. However, we’re nothing more than friends. There’s not that type of chemistry between us.
A friendship between guys and girlscanhappen.
But my friends don’t know when to stop, so this joke will keep going for a while. I’ll let them believe whatever they want.
Karma scoots to the side when she opens the door, revealing two guys dressed as people from centuries ago. The attire is composed of royal blue and gold brocade blazer, white shirts, black pants, and riding boots in the same color. Ryder has his shirt cut in the middle, revealing his amazing abs that can make any girl weak. On the other hand, Stanley’s costume is not as revealing. He even has a waistcoat over his shirt.
There’s something vaguely familiar about their costumes. I think it’s the makeup on the corner of their lips, resembling a trace of blood.
“What are you two supposed to be?” Cora asks, frowning.
“Vampires, duh,” Ryder answers in an obvious tone, and spins on his place, showing us his attire.
“Lestat and Louis from Interview with a Vampire,” Stanley specifies proudly. “Where’s your mini friend?”
His green eyes spot me. His jaw falls wide open for a couple of seconds before recollecting himself. Stanley clears his throat, but his sight doesn’t leave me.
“Wow, Bree, you look...”
He’s speechless.I know that I can cause an impression when I clean up, but it’s oddly satisfying that he doesn’t know what to say. The hours that I spent getting ready were worth it because the fact that I managed to leave him without words is oddly satisfying.
I shrug, smiling innocently.
“Like I can drag you to hell?” I offer, dragging the last word in a way that the tip of my tongue caresses my upper lip, provoking him.
Stanley’s gaze travels from my face, descending to my cleavage. It doesn’t stop there because it keeps going south, admiring my legs, and then going all the way up to my face again. He gulps, his apple bobbing.
“Definitely, and that’s a lot to say, considering that I work a lot to go to heaven.”
I almost choke on my saliva because I didn’t expect that answer from him. Yes, I was provoking him, but I was hoping he’dblushand change the subject. Hell, I even expected Ryder to answer.Not that.
Stanley went straight for it in a husky tone that made my knees a little weak. The thoughts that pass through my head shouldn’t be there, but they are. I can think of other situations in which his baritone voice can talk to me, whispering in my ear or from behind…
Nope, I refuse to go there.
Silence governs the apartment. Everyone is surprised and I can’t blame them because I’m the first one. I know that the girls aren’t going to let this pass.
Flirting among friends is allowed, right?
It makes the friendship stronger.
Ryder and I sure make plenty of flirty comments. Why am I having dirty thoughts about Stanley then? Because I’m positively not thinking about fucking Ryder any time soon.
“Are you girls ready? Because we’re already fashionably late,” Ryder mentions, saving the night from becoming an awkward one.
“We can’t leave yet,” Ash says.
Ryder arches a brow in her direction.
“Why the hell not? The pun wasn’t intended, by the way,” he clarifies with a smug grin. “You already look perfect.”
“Because you need to take photos with us,” I explain.
I grab Stanley’s warm hand, dragging him with me to the wall. Ryder stands next to him in the middle. Ash positions herself at his side while Cora and Karma sit on the floor in an angelic way.
