Page 57 of Wright Together

“Hyped!” Nora added.

“Y’all need to calm down. It’s a date for an event we both were already planning to attend.” I lounged back in the overstuffed chair and crossed one Louboutin-clad foot over the other. Tried-and-true heels for tonight.

“But it’s yourfirstdate,” Blaire said. “You must be feeling something.”

“What did you feel on your first date with Campbell?”

Blaire laughed. “Well, we were in high school. He was the coolest fucking person in the entire school, and he noticed me skating at Sonic. I basically fell over myself about him every chance I got.”

“So…nothing’s changed,” I joked.

“Pretty much.”

“And you?” I asked Piper.

She sighed heavily. “I mostly could not believe I was sinking this low.”

We all laughed. Their enemies-turned-lovers relationship was legendary. We all turned to Nora to get her perspective.

“Oh.” She blushed as bright as a tomato. “Well, we kind of accidentally hooked up a few times while he was teaching me to date.”

“Teaching you to date!” Blaire gasped. “Nora Abbey, do not let your brothers hear that.”

“Oh my God, don’t tell them!” she said to both girls.

Piper laughed. “I was just glad to see you move on from August.”

“Tell me about it,” Nora said. “But once we starteddatingdating, it was just…” She sighed, going all starry-eyed. “And I want that for you!”

“All right,” I said with a laugh. “I’ll work on sighing heavily like I’m in a cartoon.”

Nora smacked my arm. “One day you’re going to be so head over heels for someone that you’ll understand. I hope it’s Whitton Wright so I can look back on this conversation and make fun of you.”

I shrugged. “If wishes grew on trees.”

The doorbell rang, and all the girls jumped up at once. Even I stumbled to my feet. As much as my bravado showed before the girls, I couldn’t deny that I had butterflies in my stomach. This was my first official date in more than a year. I was glad it was him, but it didn’t make me any less jittery. The last thing I wanted to do was fuck this up. I was becoming more certain that the girls wouldn’t turn their backs on me if it didn’t work, but it wasn’t etched in stone.

Plus…I liked Whitt. A fact I found I could no longer deny. That maybe this date could be the first of many. After all, he kept surprising me. He hadn’t asked about Evie Jo when we were in Midland, and he’d held me the other night after my conversation with Bailey. He didn’t push me to divulge more, and it was nice to feel safe for once.

The door swung open, and in walked our gentlemen. Hollin, Campbell, and West strode through the door. And then behind them, to my surprise, was Harley in a black mesh dress that clung to her every curve. She waved at me with a wide grin on her face. I waved back cautiously.

Then, Whitt entered, and everything else went hazy. I’d been making fun of Nora for her sighing over West. Now, I was here, unable to even form coherent thoughts. He was dressed in a black suit with a crisp white shirt and black tie. He’d gelled his hair back and shaved his sharp jaw clean. I wanted to drag my nails down that perfectly smooth skin to feel it for myself. He stood like a statue as he caught sight of me.

The green dress hugged my figure like a glove. As brilliant green as my eyes with boning running across it to give it structure and put my ample boobs on display. The straps were skinny black leather that only accentuated my cleavage. I opted for a bare throat and shiny teardrop diamonds in my ears.

“Wow,” he said as he approached me. “This dress…”

“A winner?”

“You could say that.”

I grinned like a Cheshire cat. “Thank you. I thought it was the one.”

“Itis,” he nearly groaned.

“Hi, I’m Harley!” she interrupted. “You look hot as fuck.”

I laughed. “Thanks. I like your dress, too.”

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