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“Exactly. If I’m going down, I’m going down in flames.”
As I stand, microphone in hand, I feel a rush of adrenaline. The first notes play, and I start singing, off-key and all. Violet is clapping and laughing, her eyes crinkling in delight. I can’t help but get into it, belting out the chorus with more enthusiasm than skill.
When the song ends, Violet is on her feet, applauding. “That was... something,” she says, laughing.
“I told you. Amazing and horrifying.” I’m sure Jake is somewhere laughing his head off.
She steps closer, her hand reaching for mine, and my dick instantly grows hard. If I wasn’t trying so hard to be a gentleman, I’d fuck her right now on this damn table.
“Your turn to pick a song for me,” she says in a flirty voice. “Choose wisely.”
I scroll through the list, a plan forming in my mind. “How about a duet?”
Her eyebrows raise. “A duet, huh? Which one?”
I select a song and show her the screen. Her face lights up with excitement. “Perfect choice.”
As the music starts, we stand side by side, singing into our microphones. Our voices blend together, surprisingly in tune. Does it even surprise me that when Violet sings with me, I sound two-hundred-percent better?
We’re laughing, occasionally missing a lyric, but it doesn’t matter. At this moment, it’s just me and Violet, singing our hearts out in a karaoke bar in Vegas.
The song ends, and we’re both breathless, grinning from ear to ear. “That was amazing,” she says, her eyes shining.
“Yeah, it was,” I agree, feeling a warmth in my chest that has nothing to do with the singing.
I know the intensity of this new relationship has hit us both like a thunderbolt, or at least it’s hit me like one, but now I understand why I ran from girls before. It wasn’t because they were distractions or a threat to my goals, it’s simply because I didn’t meet the right one. Violet could never be a threat to my success.
She would only ever be an asset.
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Kennedy returnsfrom Pennsylvania still reeling from what happened at home. I don’t know all the details yet but it sounds like she met Shane because of their parents’ romantic relationship which I imagine must be quite awkward for both of them and is also why I still agree to go out with her tomorrow night when I rather be bringing the new year in with Neo.
I hate how I basically danced around what we were planning for tomorrow, casually telling him that I was spending it with Kennedy, but not giving him the full details ofwhatwe’re doing.
While our friends-with-benefits while exclusively fucking each other relationship is brand new, and we haven’t put any titles on it, I know if I told him I was going to some random party with Kennedy he would be pissed and an angry Neo is not my favorite person.
“I don’t really have money for this.” I tell her, staring at myself in a silver iridescent bodycon dress that stops right above my knees.
“It’s very 90s, fits your body like a glove, and compliments your skin tone. The perfect trifecta for a fuck ‘em dress. You’ve got to get it. I wish I had your ass.”
“Kennedy, it’s fifty bucks. I could feed five homeless people with fifty dollars.”
“I’ll buy the groceries this month,” she says, sounding annoyed. “Just get it. Your hunt will go so well if you wear it.”
I fidget with the waistline of the dress, not sure that I like how it accentuates my pooch.
“Seriously, this isn’t the most practical use of my money.”
“If everything we did was practical, the world would be a very boring place, Violet.”
“How profound of you,” I said deadpan.
Turning to the side, I stare at my profile in the floor-length mirror of the dressing room. God, there are lumps and bumps everywhere. That’s one of the crappy things about grief. It tricks you into believing that everything will be better if you just have that last bag of chips or one more cupcake. I’ve probably gained about twelve pounds over the last year and regardless of what well-meaning people say, and how Neo looks at me like he wants to gobble me up whole, I don’t like what I see.
I don’t feel pretty.
Well, that is, unless I’m riding him.
