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"Yes, thank you, best friend. So is this okay with no underwear, then?" She smacks my arm.
"It isn't like you would wear any if I told you to anyway, Alex."
I turn around to see what she has tried on, and I'm in awe. She stayed modest but looks so good. She is wearing a light pink pleated skirt that looks shorter than it is with her long legs, a nude tube top that covers her breasts and torso completely, and she finished the look with nude peep toe pumps. She looks hot.
Very...Cora.
“Thanks, I definitely thought you were gonna make fun of me,” she admits, smoothing out the skirt.
“Me? Make fun of you? Never!”
We break out of the dressing room in a fit of laughter as we head to the checkout line. Tonight is going to be a good night. I can feel it.
3
ALEX
“It's so loud in here!” Cora shouts. I laugh at her. Does she honestly think it would be quiet at a frat party? “What were you expecting? Tea and crackers?” We continue our trek through the house and it’s huge!
The doors are at least 12 feet tall, and when you step inside and look up, the ceiling seems miles high. This place is kind of amazing. It’s very James Bond. The door locks are touch pads and there are what look like Google Home hubs in every room we have passed through so far. I am loving the modern décor, all sleek, with black and gold accents throughout the entire home.
I’m feeling anxious as we travel deeper into the party. The possibility of things happening that are out of my control puts my senses into overdrive. No doubt PTSD from the way we lost Cecille. This is part of why we haven’t been to a party in so long. I want Cora to have a good time, so I need to relax. I take some deep breaths, hoping I’m discreet.
She must sense my unease because I feel her hand grab mine as we make our way into the kitchen. It's quiet here and there aren't as many people hanging around as there were in the living room. There aren’t many people, period, but everyone that’s here is in there.
It's 10:30 pm and I tried to tell Cora no one worth it would be here this early, but she insisted. She is a very punctual person, and I’m lucky if I even remember to be somewhere important. You would think she would have learned from our high school party days that being early is for losers because we were always teased about it. We didn’t mind it, though, because by the time everyone showed up, we were the life of the party. Secretly, I think that’s why she liked to be early: to be able to talk to everyone who walked through that door first. As if that somehow made us easier to remember. I guess it worked because we always ended up being the center of attention.
Thoughts of those days bring Cecille to the front of my brain, and I have to push it to the back of my mind quickly. Especially since I already have anxiety. I don’t want to go there right now or the night will definitely end up ruined. I faintly hear Cora’s voice saying my name and that brings me back to the present. I must have been in my own head for a while because I look around and notice a lot more people have filed into the house now.
“Earth to Alex. Is anyone in there?” She taps a finger to my temple to get my attention.
“Yes, you asshole. I was thinking about what I wanted to drink while checking out the meat market,” I lie.
She smirks. “Gross,” she laughs. “Meat market? You’re such a guy.”
“Always thought that I should have a dick, but…” I pause, holding a finger up, “...only if I could fuck myself with it,” I laugh out loud, but Cora doesn’t.
Her eyes widen as she looks to her left with a slight nod that only I could notice. There are a group of guys surrounding us.
Oops.
“Alex, this is Edward.” She introduces her dickwad boyfriend and I don’t approve.
I look him up and down.Edward, huh?“Nice to finally meet you.” The fake smile that adorns my lips must not hold up well because she widens her eyes at me.
He looks like a preppy jock asshole, but hey, who am I to judge? Oh, that’s right. I’m Cora’s best friend so hell yeah, I’m gonna judge.
He holds his hand out to give me a handshake like a stiff. “Hello, Alexandrea.”
I roll my eyes, and I see Cora’s eyes almost pop out of her pretty little head.
She knows, bitch mode activated.
I ignore his hand. “It’sjustAlex. Not short for anything.” I don’t even bother trying to be nice.
He swallows and I see his jaw tighten. I’m not sure why because he is the one who assumed my name was short for something else, which I hate. I have a feeling it’s because he thinks I’m out of line for a woman. I caught the vibes and I don’t like him one fucking bit.
“Oh, I apologize, Alex,” he says sarcastically, turning away as he speaks to me like I’m not important.
