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The outfit I choose is a little more revealing than I usually enjoy, but fuck it. I’ll dress how I want. Just letting loose anyway, not trying to impress anyone.

These daisy duke shorts fit me like a glove. Sure, I’ve got curves, and they shine gloriously. I throw on an old favorite — a flannel button-up shirt I stole from Uncle Davey a couple of years ago before he moved out. I add a gray tank top underneath and pair the outfit with gold sandals, adding a few gold bangles around my left wrist.

Olivia rings the doorbell at precisely 8 pm. The front door opens, and I hear her voice float upstairs. I call down to her, “Be right down!”

I skip down the stairs to find her with Uncle Davey, who has let her in. Shit, I totally forgot he was here for the day. He’s finishing up a project for Dad while my dad’s out of town.

He eyes me something fierce and shakes his head. “Where are you g— Wait. Is that my shirt?”

Without answering, I grab my clutch and say, “Bye, Uncle Davey.” I look over my shoulder and wink before I close the door.

We get into the car, and Olivia lets it all out.

“Damn, girl. He was looking at you like he wanted to devour you.” She laughs.

“Duh, that’s the point.” I smile. She knows all about my crush and how much it’s grown over the past few years.

“He better hurry up and get to the point. You are a bombshell.”

“Thank you. I hope he does sooner rather than later. My insides turn into mush when I’m around him.” I roll my eyes but can’t help the giggle that escapes.

We arrive at the party, and it’s bigger than I thought. Loud music drifts down the driveway as we make our way into the house. The walls pound with the bass. I can feel the beat vibrating inside my bones. Oh, how I needed to escape, even if it was just for a night.

The house is packed with bodies — dancing and drinking. People are spilling out onto the front porch. It’s hot inside, and I am glad I wore the tank top underneath the flannel. I take it off and tie it around my waist. People are everywhere — in the corners making out, on the couch smoking, others playing pool trying not to hit anyone with their cue sticks. Olivia leads me into the kitchen, where we run into Elliott. It is his friend’s parents’ house, after all. His parents are always traveling all around the world for many different causes; they’re engaged in a lot of charity work.

“Elliott!” Olivia beams. She leans into him to kiss him on the cheek.

“Hey, girls.” Elliott nods and hands me a red cup. “Want some?”

“Thanks. How’s it going?”

“Good. I’m getting ready for the new job on Monday.”

Olivia hooks her arm through his. “That means I won’t see you all the time.” She fake-pouts, earning a chuckle from me.

“Nah, I’ll still be around. I’ll always have time for you.” He winks adorably, and she blushes.

I chug the rest of the beer and set the cup down. A second later, Charlie comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

“How you doin’?” This boy thinks he’s Joey.

I turn to remove his arms from my body. “Never better.” Then turning to Elliott, I point to my cup. “Another, please.”

He pops the tab on the can and pours it into the cup. I reach for it, and just as I do, I feel a hand on the small of my back. Charlie again.

Olivia looks at me. “Let’s dance.”

I mouth, “Thank you,” and we head toward the dining room where the kitchen table has been removed. I take a huge sip before we start dancing. Holding the cup above my head, I start swaying to the beat. Olivia’s behind me, back-to-back. It feels good to let loose. I am feeling the buzz from the first drink and drink the rest of the second. I spin around, and Olivia and I start dancing with Elliott in the middle. A warm body slides up behind me and starts moving their hips with mine. I feel a hand snake cinching my waist, holding me tight. Then there’s hot breath on my neck.

Someone speaks in my ear, “Let’s go upstairs. You want me. I can feel it.”

The heat is rolling through me. Charlie. All the pent-up lust I had was coming to the surface. In a split second, an epiphany hits me square in the face. Maybe if I lose my virginity tonight, I’ll be more experienced for David, and maybe then he’ll want me. I’ve been waiting for him for so long. Or maybe it’s just the alcohol buzzing through my veins. Either way, I put my arm down and caress Charlie’s cheek while pressing my ass against him. If I close my eyes, I can imagine I am dancing with Uncle Davey. I start grinding my hips and bend down low to touch the floor. Someone spanks my ass and hollers. Charlie grabs my hand and leads me upstairs.

Two steps up, a strong hand grabs my arm. I try pulling my arm away and whip my head around. I smell him before I hear him. Oh shit. My heart pounds erratically.

“Let’s go, Bug.”

Charlie tries to step in. “Let her go, man.”

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