Page 2 of Her First Time
“Then, what would you call being a virgin at twenty-one? You do realize you’re in your third year of college, right? If you wait any longer, it’ll be weird andfreaky.”
“I prefer not tolabelit.”
“Maybe this party is a blessing for you.” Dina’s gray eyes light up. “You owe me a party favor,” she says, eyes full of mischief. She reaches down to her purse and drags out the keys to her convertible. “And this is what I want. Veronica gets to ask the next acceptable guy who walks in, on your behalf, of course.” She dangles her car keys. “I’ll even let you get your cherry licked in my car, and you know how special it istome.”
“Girl, have you gone and lost your mind?” I screech. “I’m not doing it. This isyourbachelorette party. You’re the one with the license to misbehave one last time before your wedding. And you know what else? It’s all kinds of disturbing, having this conversation with you…mysister!”
“But you’re single. You can do what you want with whomever you want tonight. My vote is for you to go alltheway.”
I shake my head. “Are you serious right now? I’m here for you, Dina, not to get my rocks off with some lowlife strip club patron who has to pay for a woman to give him a lap dance.” The waitress returns, and I hastily scoop up the two shots that she puts in front of my sister. “By the way, you’re cut off,” I tell her, knockingthemback.
Dina gets to her feet. “That party favor is mine to use exactly the way I want,” she barks. “Everyone here agreed to it, including you. Sorry, sis. You don’t get to back out.” She straightens up, crosses her arms, and turns to face the club entrance. “Get ready, Dakota. You’re up for the next decentlookingguy.”
I’m about to vehemently object when someone catches my eye at the front door. I immediately wave over to the waitress for another round. I ask for eleven drinks—three for me, and one for everyone but Dina. Thank goodness we booked a block of adjoining rooms at the hotel down thestreet.
Two drinks may not beenough.
Owen, my former neighbor and old high school crush, walks in wearing a Santa suit and a fake beard halfway downhisface.
