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I grin and shrug. "Sue me."

She shuts the door. "Love your parents, but if you keep wasting all your young and fabulous years hanging out with them, you'll never find yourself a cowboy."

"Gee. Thanks for cursing me," I offer, then look around.

Everything is packed. The family pictures no longer line the hallway, and the oversized recliner I love is gone. The only remnant is a vanilla candle burning on the kitchen counter, filling the house with a scent that instantly reminds me of late-night study sessions, pizza boxes, and college gossip.

I drop my bag and ask, "So what's the plan?"

She leans against the doorframe. "We're going out."

"Wow. You're shocking me."

She laughs and nudges me. "To the best cowboy bar in the county."

"According to whom?"

"Everyone."

"I'm already questioning your sources."

She smirks, "They're excellent sources."

"They're biased."

"They're Texans."

I grunt. "That's exactly my point."

She grabs my arm, drags me into her bedroom, and snatches a black, glittery dress off her bed. "Wear this. You can keep your boots on."

I drop my bag next to the air mattress and hold the dress in front of me. "It's very… You."

She wiggles her eyebrows. "I know."

"I have a white bra on."

She wrinkles her nose. "Ewe. Who wears a white bra these days unless you're actually wearing white?"

"Me?"

She cringes, then shakes her head. "No. Not happening tonight." She yanks open her suitcase and pulls out a black bra. She dangles it in front of me. "Here."

I don't take it. "I packed nice clothes."

"I'm sure you packed sensible clothes."

"I'll have you know they're very cute."

She nods. "I'm sure they are…if you want to impress your granny."

I throw the dress at her.

She catches it and laughs. "Get dressed. I'm ordering the car." She grabs a sequined black-and-gold clutch off the floor and puts it and the dress on the air mattress.

"I almost forgot how bossy you are," I tease.

"Nope! Just efficient," she sings, then disappears down the hallway before I can come up with another insult.