Page 26 of Those Summer Nights (Sweet Cravings 2)

“And I wasn’t watching you guys for very long, but girl, it looked like he was going to go in for the kiss for a second there. I’m not sure the two of you are on t

he same page.”

“Of course we are.”

“Mhm. So when he said he was going to see you tomorrow…that’s not another date?”

“We haven’t been on and are not going to go on any dates. We’re just friends.” But he had actually admitted going to Grottos was a date. And tonight certainly felt like a date. I glanced toward my closet.

“Are you thinking about what you’re going to wear tomorrow?”

“Maybe…”

“Then it’s a date!” She squealed. “Want me to help you pick something out? Oh, I have an idea! Tell me where you’re going and I’ll try to get a good view of wherever you are and I’ll text you great advice the whole time.”

“It’s not a date. So I don’t need advice. And please, don’t ever ever do that.”

“You’re no fun at all. At least let me help you find an outfit then. What are you two friends doing on your non-date? I feel like you’ll need assless chaps.”

I stifled a laugh. “Promise you won’t show up?”

“Sure.” She didn’t sound sincere at all. But I was also pretty sure she worked tomorrow. So even if she wanted to be creepy, she wouldn’t have the chance to.

“We’re going shopping. He starts his fancy new corporate job this fall and doesn’t have anything to wear. And I need some new books.”

“What you need is to kiss hot lifeguard.”

“Yeah, well, maybe in my next lifetime.”

“Or this one.” She pulled out a skimpy, sparkly red dress from her closet. “You’ll definitely get him to kiss you if you wear this.”

“We’re going at one in the afternoon. I’m not wearing a party dress in the middle of the day. Besides, we’re meeting up after lunch. We won’t even be sitting down at a restaurant. I was thinking jean shorts, a tank top, and Keds.”

“Huh. Maybe you are just friends. Because you literally wear that every day. You’re not even trying.”

“Sometimes I wear pajamas all day instead.”

Kristen laughed. “True. At least you’re out of your depressing phase. But can we still watch Project Runway tonight?”

“Yes. The answer to that is always yes.”

“The next challenge looks so freaking good. Who knew bathing suits were so hard to make?”

“Right?” I started to walk over to the couch.

“Wait, we still have to pick your outfit. Work first, play second.”

“I already told you what I was going to wear.”

“And unless you want me to murder you in your sleep, you’re going to pick out a better outfit than that.”

“You’re scary sometimes.”

“Only because I love you. Now try this one.” She tossed a much more suitable sundress at me. But it was still a dress, and it seemed way too fancy for an afternoon of shopping. “Can’t we stick to my closet?”

“Are you saying you don’t like the way I dress?”

Only she could turn my question into an insult on her. “That’s not…”

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