Page 53 of Nights at Seaside
“Oh, he’ll be under attack, all right,” Bella said. “Didn’t you hear Sky say that every time she kisses him she can’t stop?”
“I was too focused on the basketful of romance to hear that part.” Jenna rummaged through the back of Sky’s closet. “Don’t you have any scarves? It might be chilly tonight.”
“I think I left them all in the apartment.” Sky opened a dresser drawer. “I’ll take a sweater.”
Amy pushed the drawer shut. “Bad idea. You can’t get cold if you wear a sweater. Jenna taught me that. Jenna, can’t you lend her a scarf?”
“I’m on it!” Jenna headed out the front door.
“You guys have dating down to a science. It’s kind of scary.” Sky smiled at her friends.
“You’re lucky, Sky.” Bella sat on the bed with a hand on her burgeoning belly and pulled Sky down beside her. “None of us were very good at the whole dating thing. We learned as we went along. Sweaters keep you warm. Scarves leave room for a chill. You want the chill so you can snuggle up to your man. See? You get to benefit from our mistakes.” She sucked in a breath, eyes wide. “Oh my goodness. Feel this.” She grabbed Amy’s and Sky’s hands and placed them on her belly.
“Oh my gosh! Is she kicking?” Sky asked. “Or is that a knee? Or an elbow?”
“I’m not sure, but I wish she’d come out already.” Bella sat on the bed and leaned back on her palms. “It’s hard to breathe with her in there sometimes, and when she kicks my bladder, you better make room for me to dart to the bathroom.”
“I know what you mean,” Amy said. “I swear I have to pee every five minutes. Speaking of…” She headed for the bathroom just as Jenna came in the door with an armful of scarves and dumped them on the bed.
“Wow, thanks, Jenna.” Sky began sifting through them.
“You can’t pick out a scarf until we pick out your shoes. They have to match. Flip-flops, sandals, or…” Jenna picked up Sky’s favorite ankle boots. “Take-me-now boots?”
“Let’s go with sandals, please. I don’t even know where he’s taking me, but just in case, I think I better not look like a hooker.” Sky took the boots from Jenna and tossed them in the back of the closet.
“You never look like a hooker.” Jenna scrambled to pick them up, despite her burgeoning belly. “You can’t just toss your boots.” She set them up beside Sky’s other shoes and sandals, then began lining them up so the toes of each pair aligned.
“Jenna,” Sky said. “You know I’ll just mess them up tomorrow when I grab something to wear.”
“Then I’ll come back and line them up again,” Jenna said with a smile.
Merlin sauntered into the closet and rubbed against Jenna’s leg. “Merlin will be my watch cat. He’ll claw at you if you mess them up.”
“Good luck with that. Merlin’s more likely to lick me to death.” She picked up her kitty and kissed him, then set him down and began getting dressed.
Amy came out of the bathroom with a bottle of perfume. “This is so yummy, Sky. You should wear it.”
“Okay.” She held out her wrist and Amy sprayed it. Sky waved her hand in the mist. Then she pulled her tank top over her head and put on several bracelets and two long necklaces. “What do you think?” She spun around, and all the girls smiled.
“Stunning,” Amy said.
“You always look hot,” Jenna said.
“Is it too much?” Sky hated the idea of looking like she’d tried too hard.
“No! You look comfortably sexy,” Bella said.
Jenna sifted through the scarves and draped a pale blue one around Sky’s neck and wiggled her brows. “Scarves are so handy. Feel free toplay, if you know what I mean.”
“Oh my gosh.” Amy grabbed Jenna’s arm. “Have you gone allFifty Shadeson us?”
Jenna laughed and turned beet red. “No. Notall Fifty Shades. Besides, Bella has fuzzy handcuffs. What’s wrong with scarves?”
“And don’t you try to look innocent, Amy.” Bella narrowed her eyes. “You told us all about your little hands-behind-your-back escapade with your sexy surfer husband.”
“Hey, I never heard about that,” Sky said. “Where was I?”
“That was the night you and Sawyer were learning the ins and outs of each other,” Jenna said with a loud laugh.
