Page 32 of The Vengeance You Crave
She takes my seat, although sits backward so she can watch me get attacked by Ella in the back.
"Makeup," she demands and Letty throws my purse through the seats to her.
It's dark out so I have no clue how I'm going to look after this, but I go with it. Ella might be trashed but I trust Letty enough not to let me walk into the party looking like Frankenstein.
"Off," she demands, shoving the last of my makeup back into its bag.
I pull my tank off and shimmy out of my skirt.
"Off," she says again, looking down at my boobs.
"Umm…" Glancing over her shoulder, I take in the people that are still loitering out on the street.
"We've seen a pair of tits before, girl."
Reaching behind me, I unsnap the fabric. "It wasn't you two I was worried about.”
"No one will see anything. I'll be like lightning."
I stare at her in the shadows now Letty has turned the interior light off so my naked breasts aren't like a homing beacon for horny college guys. She doesn't respond to the incredulous look on my face. She is way too far gone to do anything at the speed of light, other than falling face-first to the floor, I'm sure.
But much to my surprise, no sooner has my bra left my skin does the softness of the sheet wrap around me and I breathe a sigh of relief.
"I don't know what you're worried about, your tits are insane. If I swung the other way, I totally would." Ella winks.
"Oh my God," Letty groans with a laugh.
"What? She's got a great rack. Any guy would be lucky to have a pop on those babies."
"You need to be cut off," Letty tells her, reaching for the bottle Ella stashed amongst my discarded clothes.
"Nah, what I need is to get laid and that is certainly not going to happen while we're hiding in here. So come on, I'll pin the rest outside.”
I look down at myself showing off way more skin than I was when we had our little fitting session the other night.
"Are you sure this is—"
"You look hot, now get out."
Unable to do anything but what I'm told, I slip my shoes on and slide out of the back of the car.
There are a few shouts and whistles as I emerge. I have no idea if it's a coincidence and I don't dare look up to find out.
Ella attacks the back of my toga, making me feel a little more secure in the thing now before running her fingers through my hair and making me twirl around to show them both the final look.
"Banging. Now let's go get drunk and dance the night away."
"Get drunk?" I mutter, much to Letty's amusement.
Ella throws my purse at me, allowing me to lock my car, and with them on either side of me, we head toward the house. To my first college party at MKU.
I'm sure it's a cookie-cutter duplicate of the ones back at Trinity, drunk college kids making memories that will embarrass them for the rest of their lives. There's only one difference here. I have no idea if Luca is inside this building or not. And if he's not here right now, he could turn up at any moment.
My heart tumbles in my chest and my steps falter as we get to the front door.
"Are you okay?" Letty asks.
"Y-yeah. That vodka hit me. I need food," I admit.
