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“If you were attending a church gathering with seniors, that shirt would be fantastic. I suggest a V-neck and the bra you usually wear to the club for this date,” Rix says.
“I agree,” Hemi adds as my phone buzzes.
Mom
I love this color on you, but I feel like you’re not comfortable in it. If you don’t feel your best, you should put on something else that helps your energy.
PS. He better treat you right or I’ll tell your dad to give him his scary face.
PPS. Send me his star sign if you think he’s worthy!
Aurora
Thanks, mom! Fingers crossed it goes well!
“I’ve never seen your club bra, but in a little more than a year, I’ll have one of my own,” Tally announces.
“I’ve also never seen the club bra, but I trust Rix’s shirt recommendation for highlighting the assets.” Dred is always up for the Watering Hole and hanging at our places, but the club is not usually her scene.
“Hell has a special place for us.” Rix hands me a margarita.
That I need a drink before a coffee date says a lot about my expectations for the impending hour. It shouldn’t even be a big deal. I see Jameson all the time. We have classes together, and we’re always working on group projects, but for some reason labeling this as a date has me all angsty and flustered. He’s the kind of guy my dad wants for me.
“Hell will roll out the red carpet for you, my dear,” Hemi says dryly. “Tristan was in a particularly good mood today, which I assume means some produce met an untimely end last night.”
“This morning, actually. RIP cucumber.” Rix grins.
“I thought you were joking about the produce.” Tally looks horrified.
“I am.”
“She is.”
Hemi, Rix, and I are in perfect harmony.
Dred arches an eyebrow.
“Oh my God. You’re not.” Tally looks to Hemi. “Can I have a sip of that?”
“No.” Hemi sets her margarita on the table and looks away.
Rix and I do the same. Sort of on topic and with my confidence up, I take the opportunity to tell her the truth about how thin the walls are.
“Speaking of your sex life, I didn’t want to tell you, but I feel like if I don’t…” I whisper in her ear.
“Oh God.” Her eyes go wide. “What did I do?”
“So, uh, it turns out, the walls are thinner than we thought. During away games—” I cough. “I can, uh, I can hear you get to the good part.”
“No.” She slaps a palm over her mouth.
“It’s not a big deal.”
She grabs my arm, and I’m shocked to see she’s close to tears. “But it is. My brother used to—” She gives her head a quick shake. “I am so, so sorry, Hammer. You’ve been dealing with this for months.”
“I went up to my dad’s or Hollis’s. It gave me time with his cats.”
“Never again, though.” She pokes her chest. “I’ll wait for you to be out. Or be quieter. I’m just so sorry.”
