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“Apparently this month,” Mom muttered, her voice rye with amusement.
Dad glanced at me again but kept talking to her. “Well, they’re not going to get any bigger than that, are they? Because I’m going to have to invest in a shotgun for all the perverted little fuckers in her school who’re gonna ogle them inappropriately.”
I rolled my eyes. Leave it to Dad to make it sound like I was getting prettier or something. He always had a knack for making me feel better about myself, even though I knew I’d gained weighteverywhere, not just in my chest.
“Hello? Chloe…?” I heard Bella call from the hallway. “You ready yet? It’s time to…wow.” She appeared next to Dad in the doorway, and her eyes immediately widened. “You look like you could pass for twenty-one.”
Dad jerked an incredulous glance toward Bella and promptly turned back to Mom. “This is just a practice dress, right? And she’s actually going to wear somethingelseto the dance?Right? Please say yes.”
“Hell no,” Bella answered, reaching past him so she could grab my hand. “She looks hot. Let’s go, Chlo. Gracen’s double-parked at the curb.”
“I…uh…okay.”
I glanced helplessly back at my parents as I was dragged from the bathroom and down the hall.
Mom took Dad’s hand and waved at me. “Don’t worry. You look lovely and grown up,” she assured. “Just have fun, okay?”
“But not too much fun,” Dad warned.
“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of her,” Bella called back, to which my father sniffed.
“That’swhat I’m worried about.”
“Hey!” Bella cried indignantly before she turned forward again and bumped her shoulder into mine while we made our way toward the front door. “What’s gothiminto such an overprotective dad mood?”
“Uh…” I made a face and then admitted, “My boobs, I think.”
She glanced at them and made a sound in the back of her throat before answering, “Well, I guess he has a reason, then.”
“Oh God,” I moaned, hugging my arms across my chest to cover them. “Do they lookthatbad?”
“No. They look thatgood,” she countered supportively as she forced me to uncross my arms so she could hook her elbow through mine and tug me from the house, barely giving me time to pause and collect my purse and jacket first. Pulling me toward a car idling in the dark on the street, she opened the back door and called over her shoulder, “Ten bucks says Caine’s going to try toaccidentallyruninto your awesome new boobs at least once tonight.”
“Ugh,” I moaned and felt my face flame red hot as I crawled into the back seat. “He is not.”
Yeah, I never should’ve told her who I was crushing on.
“Is too,” she countered as she followed me in and then shut the door behind her. “No guy could resist those knockers.”
“Whose knockers?” Gray asked, glancing over his shoulder and into the back seat from where he sat behind the wheel. Frowning at Bella, he muttered, “Do youbothhave to sit back there? You’re going to make me feel like a freaking chauffeur.”
Gracen was Bella’s twin brother, and we were all in the same class together. We’d been raised more like triplets, though, always grouped together since our mothers were best friends and first cousins.
Except we didn’tlooklike triplets. Both Bella and Gracen had perfect physiques, the perfect statuesque height, and perfect dark hair, while I was a curvy, short blonde that stuck out like a sore thumb when I was around them.
But I loved them, anyway. They were my people.
Bella pulled me into a one-armed hug as she scowled at her brother. “I don’t want Chloe to feel all alone back here.”
“Then send her to the front with me, andyousit in the back,” Gray argued.
“Whatever,” Bella cried indignantly. “I’mnot sitting in the back by myself.”
“Gah,” he grumbled. “You’re such a pain in the ass.Fine. Make me sit all alone in the front.”
He geared the car into drive, and we took off down the street.
“So whose boobs were we talking about again?” he asked. “Please say Malia Ross’s.”
