Page 145 of What are the Risks
“Are you okay?” Tori asked, setting down her lipstick.
The brunette looked up. “My friend’s dress strap just broke.”
“Let me take a look.”
The blonde’s dress was a simple, spaghetti-strap blue gown, with a high slit that showed off her toned and tanned legs. Her long blonde hair fell in large, loose waves, tucked behind her ears to showcase a stunning pair of earrings.
Her friend was in a strapless red dress, tight around the bodice and flowing out around her hips. She had her hair tied in a sleek ponytail, which suited the style of the dress perfectly.
“I could easily fix this if I had a needle and thread,” Tori said.
The blonde glanced at the brunette. “Lana has some. I saw her put it in her bag before we left.”
The brunette nodded. “I’ll go and find her. Stay here.”
The blonde offered an apologetic smile once her friend left. “Thank you for your help. I’m sorry to hold you up.”
I dismissively waved. “It’s fine. Really. It’s a good excuse to sit down for five minutes. I didn’t buy these heels for the comfort.”
The blonde chuckled. “Tell me about it. I made a joke about wearing sneakers tonight and just about gave my boyfriend’s sister aheart attack.” She sheepishly gestured to her dress. “She planned my whole outfit.”
I pointed towards Tori. “She did the same for me.”
The blonde laughed. “What would we do without friends like that? I’m Grace by the way.”
“Ruby,” I smiled. “And this is Tori.”
Tori, who was still fiddling with the broken strap, looked up at Grace. “I love your accent. Where are you from?”
“Australia. But I, ugh, kind of live here now I suppose.”
Tori nodded. “Ah, of course. You’re Holloway’s girlfriend. The famous exchange student who ended hisno girlfriendrule.”
Grace shyly combed her fingers through her loose waves. “That’s me.”
I studied her as the dots connected. Sothiswas the girl Ryker had been hung up on – the one he’d wagered a bet with the hockey captain to win over.
The appeal was obvious. Grace was freaking gorgeous. She also seemed nice, and it didn’t surprise me that Ryker had been drawn to a girl like her.
Attractiveandnicedescribed him too.
“Are you here tonight for your boyfriend?” I asked.
“Kind of,” Grace answered. “I’m with my team as well. I was at Phil-U on a swimming scholarship.”
The door burst open as the brunette returned with another girl in tow. I had to do a double take, thinking I was coming face-to-face with Kendall Jenner. This girl could be her twin.
She paced straight towards Tori and Grace, walking effortlessly in her six-inch heels. Her dress was practically pasted to her, with parts sheer or missing entirely to show off sections of her skin. I wasn’t versed in high-end fashion, but I knew enough to appreciate her dress came with a hefty price tag.
“Riley said there was a crisis.”
The original brunette, who I was guessing was Riley, rolled her eyes. “I said Grace needs your needle and thread. Nothing about a crisis.”
“A wardrobe malfunction is a crisis. Have I taught you girls nothing?”
Grace laughed lightly. “This is Lana. My boyfriend’s sister.”
“Lana Holloway?” Tori asked, her eyes lighting up.
