So I snuggle in bed with a book, ready to spend a peaceful night.
Now, if I could actually enjoy what I’m reading or focus on it, that would be great.
My door flings open and Ava stands there wearing a killer pink dress and bold red lips and stilettos. “Guess who got us tickets to a VIP lounge?”
I flip a page. “I’m busy.”
“Bitch, please. With what?”
“Reading.”
“You actually developed a habit of doing that upside down?”
It’s then I realize I’m holding the book the wrong way. With a deep sigh, I close it and place it on my lap.
“I’m not in the mood, Ava. Take Glyn or Anni.”
“Both are with their boyfriends. Besides, I want my Cecy with me.”
I snicker.
She grins, reaches me in a few steps, and grabs my shoulder. “Come on, it’ll besomuch fun.”
“My and your idea of fun are so different.”
“Prettyplease. I’ll owe you a week of Netflix and chill.”
I stay silent.
“Come on, that’s like your kink.”
My kink is something entirely different. But I nod because I’m not going to let her go alone, and maybe a change of scenery is everything I need tonight.
“Yes!! Let’s get you into something pretty.”
“What’s wrong with my jeans?”
“Hell no. You can’t go there in jeans, Cecy. They won’t let you in.”
“Fine. But nothing over the top.”
She squeals. “Let me go pick you something real quick.”
Her ‘real quick’ will take at least an hour.
Shaking my head, I slip out of bed after she’s gone and pause when my phone vibrates on the side table.
Jeremy:What do you want for dinner?
I narrow my eyes to make sure this is in fact a real text. The nerve of this prick to send me this after what happened today. He’s not even going to address it?
But fine. If he wants to play this game, then it’s on.
Cecily:I’m going out with friends and I won’t be coming tonight. So you can have whatever dinner you want.
Jeremy:Come over after you’re done.
Cecily:No.