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“Why am I such a pushover?” I ran my fingers through my hair in frustration. I’d styled it in long, loose curls, and worn the sunshine yellow Valentino dress and new heels Mom had bought me the week before.
The hideously huge diamond solitaire Tarquin had slipped over my knuckle a few moments ago suddenly caught in one of my curls. I tugged and pulled, but couldn’t get the prong that had snagged my hair to come loose.
“Ouch!”
I took a few deep breaths, fighting back tears. I knew I had to go back downstairs in a minute, and whenever I cried, my pale skin turned an awful, mottled red and my eyes puffed up like I was having an allergy attack. “Sunny girls should never cry,” Dad always said. “Smiles only, my buttercup.”
“The heck with that,” I mumbled, resting my left hand on the side of my head while I checked Rain’s reply.
Rain: What’s wrong? Sock breath try to kiss you?
Thank goodness she’d texted back. I angled my phone so I could send a picture of the ring.
Rain: Fuck. WHY???
Candy: WTAF take it off! Stop messing around.
I set the phone down on my vanity table to type.
Didn’t mean to. Didn’t know how to say no.
Candy: Take it off. The longer it stays in, the harder it is to take out.
I stared at the screen in confusion.
WHAT?
Rain: Stop talking about loverboy’s knot, Mrs. Paxson.
I laughed in spite of myself.Candy was on her honeymoon in the Seychelles, and half her texts over the past two weeks had been gushing about how glorious sex with her alpha was. A few had been beachy vacation pics. The ones Rain and I had discussed saving for blackmail were the drunk texts of her husband’s butt, along with one impressive, blurry nighttime snap of his monster peen. I swear to god, the knot at the base of his dick had been the size of a damned grapefruit.
Candy: OMG sorry… The longer it stays ON, the harder it is to take OFF.
I will. But how do I tell him no?
Rain: Try “No. You stink. I’d rather slurp hot oysters.”
Candy: Tell him you have PTSD from eating bad cheese. And from gym class in middle school.
Rain: Just say no.
Candy: What the tiny, mean lady said.
Rain: Fuck all the way off, Candy.
Candy: Love you too! GTG time for couples massage class. Soleil, SAY NO!
Save me please…
Rain: Calling.
The phone rang, but when I answered, all I could hear was a burst of laughter from downstairs, where Tarquin and my parents were still eating brunch and planning my doom.
“Rain, seriously. It’s an emergency.” I choked off a sob.
She stopped laughing. “You have time, Sunshine. He’s not going to ask you to run off with him today.”
“Oh, really? Mom was talking about romantic elopements. She and Dad eloped the day after they got engaged, and they’re giving Tarquin ideas. They were giving himdirectionsto their chapel in Vegas! Please come over.” When Rain was around, I felt stronger. Her omega energy had this fierce, give-no-fucks-take-no-prisoners edge to it, and it was almost like I channeled it.
