"He could be your summer fling." Alexa looks at me in the mirror. "It'll be all hot and heavy until you have to go back to school, then you go your separate ways."
"You must be hard of hearing," I say as I point at my ears. "He's not interested in me. He wants to know more about my mom's charity."
She spins around so she's facing me now. I don't move from my place on my bed. She's almost ready for Kayla's birthday dinner and I don't even have the energy to take a shower. I'm still tired from last night and spending the evening with a bunch of catty girls from Alexa's sorority doesn't seem that appealing at this moment.
"Get up lazy bones." She pushes on my leg with her hand. "We need to be there in forty five."
"When have we ever gotten anywhere on time?" I tease as I sit on the edge of the bed. "You can't make a grand entrance if we get there early."
"Smart Sadie to the rescue." She smirks before continuing, "I'm going to finish with my makeup. Get in that shower."
I begrudgingly do as I'm told and within the hour I'm dressed in a shimmering, short metallic brown dress, nude heels and I've pinned my hair up into a messy upsweep. Unlike Alexa, I opt for minimal makeup. She's always on display and I'd much rather fade into the background. I smile as she walks back into my bedroom. The pink dress she's wearing is cut almost to her navel. The black very high heels she's chosen to wear look impossible to walk in but she breezes through the room with ease.
"I called a cab." She scans the room looking for her purse. "Let's go."
I follow her out of the house and into the waiting taxi. I don't say a word as I watch her expertly palm her way through countless messages on her phone.
"I'm going to meet up with Danny after we're done with the dinner," she says casually as she tosses her smartphone back into her purse. "I need to get laid."
I laugh out loud at her boldness. I envy it but I've never told her that. She's the same age as I am and has had more lovers than I can count. I've only had two and both were quick to leave my life after we had sex. My last boyfriend, Will, told me he loved me but that all changed after we made love. He broke up with me in a text the following day. Alexa has it all figured out. She's the one fucking and then leaving. I don't know how she does it, but she seems happy. Judging by the wide grin on her face at this moment, Danny must be the best of the best.
"I don't remember you mentioning Danny before." I try to stifle a chuckle. I don't remember any of the names of the guys she sleeps with.
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"He's new." She gazes out the window. "I met him at a club two weeks ago. He fucked me in his car. Christ his cock is huge. I need that tonight."
I shake my head and don't respond. I'm actually not sure what I could possibly say after that.
"We're here." She throws a few bills through the small window in the glass divide between the driver and us. "Get out, Sadie."
I feel her hand pushing my leg towards the door so I open it and step out into the warm night air. "We're having dinner here?" I glance towards the long line of people awaiting entry into Axel. "H...how?" I stumble over the word. This is the restaurant in Boston at the moment. Everyone wants a table here.
"Kayla knows someone who knows someone." She twists her hips so she can pull down the hem of her dress. "Let's get inside."
I follow her lead and we enter a beautifully decorated space. I look around the room breathing in the exquisite ambiance. There are groups of people all huddled together around small tables, enjoying glasses of wine and plates of food that look like works of art. This is definitely going to be a treat.
"This way, ladies." The hostess hesitates on the word ladies and I wonder instantly if it's a cheap barb at the way Alexa is dressed. I can't blame the woman for judging her. She does look a little underdressed for the occasion.
"Alexa, Sadie." Kayla bounces to her feet, almost falling over in the process.
I cringe as I realize she's already a bit tipsy. "Happy birthday." I reach to give her two air kisses, one on each cheek. The girls in Alexa's sorority have never tried to veil the fact that they don't like outsiders. I didn't pledge so I've always gotten the brush off whenever we hang out with them.
"Kayla," Alexa shrieks her name loud enough that several people at the tables near us crane their necks to see what's going on. "You look gorgeous." I recognize the slight edge of sarcasm in my best friend's voice. I vaguely remember a few days last summer when Kayla was the enemy because she was dating someone Alexa wanted. I smile knowing I'll never be pulled into that.
I sit down and pretend to listen to their conversations. A waiter appears and takes my drink order. If I'm going to get through a few hours with this bunch I'll need something stronger than sparkling water so I order a dirty martini. I heave a heavy sigh of relief when he doesn't ask to see some identification. I get carded so often I'm shocked when it actually doesn't happen.
"I'd do him in a heartbeat." Kayla's slurred announcement perks up everyone at the table and we all instantaneously follow the path of her index finger as it waves in the air towards the restaurant's entrance. "Have you ever seen anyone as hot as that?"
I careen my neck trying to gaze past a group of women who are gathered a few feet away. I'm greeted by the sight of a gorgeous man. He's tall. His brown hair is pushed back from his face revealing a strong jawline and deep brown eyes. He glances briefly in our direction before his gaze is pulled behind him.
"I should go talk to him." Alexa pushes herself into a standing position, her breasts almost spilling out of her dress. "Fuck Danny. I'm going to fuck that." She waves her half full wine glass in the direction of the entrance. She shrieks when the wine comes spilling out, splashing onto the table and her dress.
I grimace at the sight of her standing there so disheveled. I try to catch her eye to motion for her to sit back down but it's to no avail. Mr. Gorgeous from the front door is now walking in our direction.
"Holy shit, he's coming over." Christie, one of Kayla's friends tries to whisper but her tone is so loud that I'm sure everyone waiting outside the front door can hear her.
I hang my head down focusing on the napkin sitting in my lap. I don't want to be a party to watching these women trip all over each other trying to get that man's attention. Maybe I can pretend to go to the ladies' room and I can bolt out the door and catch a cab home. I debate the move as I hear the frantic voices of Alexa, Kayla and their friends arguing over who gets to go home with him.