I glance away from her with a roll of my eyes and head to my closet to try and find something appropriate for going out with the girls to some club downtown.
“That one,” Dani says absentmindedly after watching me flick some hangers around and then turns to sit on my bed.
I look over at Dani to judge her outfit before I even dare follow her barked order. She’s dressed for a night out, but I’m shocked Cohen let her leave the house like that. She’s got on a tight black dress that hits right above her knees with a slit in the middle giving her boobs a highlighted ‘v.’ The dress is long sleeved so really she isn’t showing much, but I know Cohen is the type of man that doesn’t like his woman’s assets showing and with her still nursing their son, there is plenty of boobage to show.
“Where is Cohen tonight? I find it hard to believe he saw you leave the house in that.”
“Of course he did. He’s in tonight. Something about a game on television or something.”
Had I not been flipping through my clothes I might have caught the look she gave me when she finished talking, but because I was too focused on the fact that I have nothing to wear to a club, I missed it. Probably just as well, because if I had caught Dani Cage in her lie about where her husband is, there is no way she would have been able to drag me out of the house.
I PULL THE HEM OF my dress down. Again. And look over at Dani from under my lashes while I take another sip of my drink. A large sip this time.
“Smile,” Maddi says loudly in my ear, causing me to jump and rattle the whole table when I bump into it.
Maddi laughs, throws her hands up, and walks around to the other side of the table. She gives Zac a hug before walking to Nate and giving him one as well. Well, what I’m sure started out as a hug but ended up with her jamming her elbow into his stomach when he pinches her butt. She throws a look over her shoulder at her sister before walking back over to me and picking up her drink.
Maddi—like me—is wearing a form fitting dress. Hers is a light purple color that looks amazing on her tan skin. Her long, black hair is up in a high ponytail and her make up is done to perfection. But unlike me, she doesn’t have to struggle to keep her dress from riding up her ass. Mainly because even though she has a great ass, she doesn’t have the hips that I do. Which is a major reason why I have avoided wearing anything this . . . tight.
The dress that Dani insisted I wear, ended up being one of the ones that she had her best friend Lyn drag over. Something that they claim they just had, but being that I’m the only one of them that has hips for days, I know they’re full of shit. Which was confirmed when Lila, Lyn’s twin sister, apologized for being late because they took too long at the mall.
The deep blue dress fit me perfectly. I have to admit it’s stunning, there’s a thin layer of lace that covers the blue material of the dress and takes it from looking like a cheap bar dress to something a little classier. I should be happy because it covers all the important places, but the low neckline makes me boobs stand out. Then there’s the whole back of the dress issue . . . or I should say lack of the back. The blue material stops at my butt and the lace continues about two inches and then it’s nothing but skin except for a thin line of blue that crosses mid back, holding it together. A thin and tight chain connecting each side that I’m convinced is going to snap. A very stupid thin line that prevented me from wearing a bra, so with the added joy of being free, I’ve been praying that my nipples just keep the fun under control.
I tug the hem down again and pull the straw from my drink, toss it on the table, and down the rest of my Long Island Ice Tea.
“Ha! Chug it babe!” Nate yells across the table with a smile. “Wanna see who can drink more?” He challenges.
“Uh, no? Why are you here, anyway?”
“Someone isn’t so sure. I’m here because I know you want to play with Nate Dog?” He wags his eyebrows and I cough out a laugh.
“Did you seriously just call yourself Nate Dog?” I hear Stella yell from the corner.
“Sure I did.” Nate says and puffs out his chest. “Don’t you know how much dogs love to play with cats?”
“What the hell are you talking about?” I inquire.
“Cats, babe. You know, pussy. If there’s one thing that a dog can chase, it’s pussy. Wanna play?”
“You’re such a child,” Dani groans and slaps him on the back of his head.
Despite the fact that he has the maturity of a teenager sometimes, he does look hilarious pouting at his sister. He reaches up, pulls his shoulder length hair from his topknot and fixes the man bun that his sister knocked loose. Looking at him, strong bone structure, handsome features and green eyes just as stunning as his sister’s, I have to admit he’s without a doubt one good-looking man.
When he catches me studying him, I get a wink and he thrust his hips, earning him another smack from his sister.