“Almost.” I yell over the running water.
“I have tequila, where do you keep your shot glasses?”
“I don’t have any. Just pull out some glasses.” I hurry with the soap and run my hand over my legs to check for smoothness. Luckily I’m still good, so I slip on my heels and take one last look at myself.
“Not bad for a recluse.” Carli’s voice pulls my eyes just over my shoulder.
“Thanks… I think.”
“Tonight will be amazing. I vow to make you have fun and will make sure you get home safely. Now let’s take that shot and get the hell out of here.”
After a day like today, I’ll happily let her get me shit faced and even allow her goons to watch over us.