Page 4 of The Kissing Booth
‘Great. Dave texted to say that he’ll fix up the guys for us, so it’s all done.’
‘Which means... we have nothing to do now,’ I said brightly. ‘So you can come shopping with me.’
Lee groaned. ‘Why do you need to go shopping? Don’t you have enough clothes?’
‘Yes, I do... But you’re having a party tonight and I’m in a good mood since we’ve sorted out this boothat last. So we’re going shopping to buy me something to wear later.’
Lee groaned again. ‘You just want a hot dress so you can impress my brother, don’t you?’
‘No. I just want to go get something to wear. But if I do end up impressing your brother... that’s just a bonus. Not to mention a freaking miracle. We both know he doesn’t even think about me in that way...’
Lee sighed. ‘Fine, fine, we’re going shopping. Stop your moaning.’
I grinned triumphantly; I knew I could convince him. Lee realized I was faking my moaning, but he didn’t want to hear it either way.
I picked up my sweater and waited for Lee to grab his wallet and sneakers. I bounced downstairs while he trailed behind me. We got into his car – a 65 Mustang he’d got for a steal at a scrap yard – and Lee turned on the engine.
‘Thanks, Lee.’
‘The things I do for you,’ he sighed, but he was smiling.
We were at the mall in twenty minutes. Lee turned off the engine, leaving my ears ringing slightly from the hip-hop that had been blasting out.
‘You know you owe me for dragging me here.’
‘I’ll buy you a donut.’
Lee wavered. ‘And a milkshake.’
‘Done.’
He slung his arm around my shoulders and I quickly realized why – when he guided me straight to the food court before I could conveniently forget about his bribe. Once Lee was pacified with snacks, he was quite happy to trail around after me to the shops.
After browsing a few stores, I found the perfect outfit.
It was a coral-colored dress, the skirt not too tight or short, and the neck low enough to be flattering without revealing everything. The soft, sheer material was bunched up down the left-hand side, concealing the long zip.
‘Do we have to go shoe shopping now too?’ Lee moaned as I announced I was trying it on.
‘No, I have shoes, Lee,’ I said, rolling my eyes.
‘Yeah, well, you have clothes too, but that didn’t stop you,’ he muttered, following me to the changing rooms. He didn’t think twice about wandering into the cubicle with me and lying across the stool. But then again, I didn’t give a second thought to changing in front of him.
‘Zip me up?’
He sighed wearily, and got to his feet to oblige. I looked in the mirror, smoothing the dress. It looked better on the hanger, I thought doubtfully. It showed an awful lot of leg...
Lee let out a low wolf-whistle. ‘Nice.’
‘Shut up. Do you think it’s too short?’
He shrugged and smacked my ass. ‘Who cares?’
Playfully, I smacked him across the head in reply. ‘I’m serious, Lee. Is it too short?’
‘Well. Maybe a little. But it looks good.’
‘Are you sure?’
