Fallon turns to look at me over her shoulder, then spins around with a big grin. “Sexy! If I was a guy, I’d do you.”
She tosses the blue dress to me and I snatch it out of the air, laughing.
“You know that basically means you’d do yourself.”We’re identical twins!
Fallon shrugs, feigning innocence. “What can I say? I know I’m hot.” She waggles her eyebrows.
I roll my eyes again, stepping into the dress and pulling it up my body. I stick my arms into the sleeves, spinning around so Fallon can zip me up.
She walks over, starts tugging at the zipper. “It’s all about confidence, Brookie,” she says matter-of-factly. “If you don’t think you’re hot, a guy isn’t going to, either.”
I blow out a breath. I wish I could borrow some of her confidence for the night- she’s got plenty of it to go around.
“Okay, let’s see.” She pushes at my shoulder to spin me back around.
I twirl, tugging at the hem of the dress and smoothing the front of it over my stomach and hips. It’s a respectable length, hitting a few inches above my knees.
“Perfect,” Fallon beams.
I step past her to get a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and she’s right- it’s perfect. Form fitted, yet conservative. Simple, yet elegant. A perfect first date dress.
“Now what do you want to do with your hair?” she asks, stepping up behind me and sweeping my hair into her hands. She brings it up behind my head. “Ponytail? Bun? Half up?”
I scrunch my nose, staring at my reflection. “What do you think?”
“How about like a low side bun?” Fallon twists my hair, demonstrating.
“Sure, sounds good.”
I grab some bobby pins off of my dresser and hand them back to her.
“So, are you excited?” she asks as she gets to work on my hair.
“Yeah. A little nervous, though. I mean… what if we don’t have anything to talk about?”
“I’ve got no advice for ya, sis,” Fallon laughs. “Gray and I didn’t reallydate. We just started hooking up, and you know how well that went.”
I laugh along with her, watching her in the mirror. “Hey, it worked out for you in the end.”
She throws her eyes wide. “Thank god! But I was freaking out right up until that mate bond snapped in.”
“Yeah, about that…” I sigh. “Were there signs or anything before the fated bond clicked? I’d really hate to get invested in this thing with Connor and have it blow up next full moon.”
Fallon sticks one last pin in my hair, stepping back to take a look.
“I mean I didn’t date anyone before Gray, he was basically my first everything. But I think there were signs. We couldn’t stay away from each other, and every time he touched me it was legit fireworks.” She gestures to my hair. “Whaddya think?”
I twist my neck around, looking at my hair from a few different angles. I smile, nodding. “Looks great.”
“Makeup?”
I heave another sigh. “If you insist.”
Fallon smiles brightly, taking my hand and leading me over to the bed. I sink down on the edge of it while she reaches into the bottom of the dress bag, retrieving a small pouch containing her makeup.
“Not too much, please,” I say through gritted teeth.
She laughs, unzipping the pouch and pulling out a few things. Mascara, eyeliner, bronzer, lipstick. “I’ll keep it simple. Classy.”