“Liv!” Iz practically squeals. “We have to go out tonight.”
“Why?”
“We’re celebrating Jane! She just got a promotion. Assistant no more. Plus, I got a reservation for three.”
“Well, I guess I can’t turn that down.”
“Good. Because we’re on our way and we’re going to make you irresistible.” She practically purrs. “You’re a goddess and you deserve to be worshiped like one.”
“This better not be a setup.”
“No. We’re just going to flaunt our sexy, emotionally unavailable friend to get guys to come over and settle for us.” Jane snorts. “Come on. We celebrate together, remember? You pinky swore.”
“Okay, okay.” I almost laugh. “Not like I can stop you.”
“Not since you gave me a key,” Jane reminds me.
We end the call and I pull out some dresses to give them controlled choices. Red. Black. Silver. Dresses I’m okay wearing out, and definitely hot enough to attract men. Of course, my control goes out the window when my two friends come in.
Jane pets the top of my head, which tells me exactly how high she is, and Iz goes right to work, completely ignoring my picks and going straight to my closet. She tears through my closet as delicate as a bulldozer.
Clothes end up all over my nice, clean floor, and there’s nothing for me to do but sit on the bed and avoid the projectiles she’s hurling. Then she presents me with a dress that looks more like a shirt. It’s black and shimmers with glitter. I sigh and shake my head.
“I’m not trying to get laid.”
“Obviously.” She motions to the pajamas I changed into the second I got home. “Come on. You gotta catch some attention if we’re going to get your rejections. They have to be rejections worth having.”
“I don’t always agree, but…” Jane bites her lip.
Neither of them is unattractive. In fact, they’re gorgeous. Iz has black hair, which rolls down her shoulders, tan skin, toned body, and big almond eyes, which are as expressive as she is. Jane’s brunette hair is lush and full, naturally curly. She traded glasses for contacts, which make her green eyes all the more electric.
“Guys, you can get whoever you want, whenever you want them,” I say.
“You’re the blonde bombshell who’s taking the world by storm,” Iz replies. “Try it on.”
“Something else. Give me options.”
She presents three more items, each more scandalous than the last. Groaning, I give in and pull on the first one she suggested. It flashes some cleavage and a lot of legs. It’s strapless and easy to shimmy in and out of. I trade her choice of five-inch black stiletto for something a little less hooker-ish and do a little spin.
They nod and then rifle through my closet for their own outfits. Iz wears a daring purple dress, which she rocks. Jane goes for something in red, one of the dresses I’d laid out, with shoes I had rejected.
We do makeup and then all of us pile into Iz’s car. “Where we’re going, there will be guys galore,” Iz announces. “If you can’t find someone to replace Mr. Wonderful, then you’re either a prude or you’re hung up.”
“Shush, Iz.” Jane huffs.
They both know I’m hung up on Stephen. It’s no secret. But I have to move on, right? I grin at Iz. “What’s your motto?”
“You know it!” She presses harder on the gas. “Get under someone else to get over your ex. The best policy, babe. I’ve never steered you wrong. Have I?”
“Yeah, how about you pay attention to steering the car,” I tease.
Jane giggles. “Just leave enough dick for us. It’s my celebration tonight and I’m aiming to get laid.”
“About time, it’s been like a month, right?” Iz asks. “How the fuck do you survive?”
“I happen to enjoy making myself come without having to please anyone. I always do it right and I save the awkward escape.” Jane giggles. “Not to mention my insane work hours.”
“True. Being on call for a bitch is difficult.”