Chapter 179

Harper

"You're right on time, I love it,’ Sadie says when I meet her outside her locker.

“Why would I be late?" I ask.

"You know, I just figured you and Easton would have a quick sexy session before we went shopping.” I laugh.

“In the student parking lot?" She shrugs and shuts her locker, the two of us now walking out of school.

“Wherever.

You guys can never keep your hands off each other.” “Same for you and Ryan—but please don't talk about it.

I still can't stomach the details.” "Girl, I'm just glad your brother forgave me for the whole Blake thing and he didn't demolish Blake's face in the process"

"That makes two of us.

I mean, the party was a blast, but cleaning up Blake's blood would have made for a horrific ending.” I turn toward her as we reach the parking lot.

"I still can't believe I walked in on you two.

It was pretty nuts to see it, Sadie.

Blake and you—the last thing I ever expected"

“I swear it was Ryan.

But, honestly, it could have been the president and I was in no shape to even know the difference.” I giggle, trying to wipe that image from my head, too, and climb into her car.

Once she pulls into the road, I check my wallet to make sure the money is still in the slot where I put it this morning.

"I really hope the shop is running some kind of prom sale.

I can't afford to spend a fortune on this dress.” "Didn't Easton give you his credit card to pay for it?" I glance out the window.

"Yep"

"So, use it.” I sigh.

"I really dont want to, Sadie.

I feel weird about it.” "Why?" She speeds up, hauling ass through the yellow light.

"I don't know, I just do.

I have my own money to pay for it.” "But you also have Easton's and he wants you to use his card or he wouldn't have given it to you"

I understand that and I thanked Easton endlessly when he handed me his black card at lunch today.

But putting that expense on him feels like too much and not fair to him.

"I'll think about it,” I tell her just so we can change the subject.

“What color dress are you thinking?" She turns at the next light and begins to slow as we get closer to the store.

a dream last night about a

color

the hotter, the more sparkly, the

to look so amazing on

I pause, sighing.

have no idea

something a little more simple

She snorts.

"Okay .."

toward her just

at me and rolls

Sadie go straight for the pink section where

dress I come across has a

Yikes.

four hundred with

over the year that includes from

a few more, finding a couple that are only a few hundred, one that's

asks, joining me, her arms full of

her my

"You're holding a funeral"

it,’ I

“I like dark colors"

one of the

sales clerk approaches and offers to start a dressing room

try,’ I tell

that color would

knowing a cute pair of shoes will

first gown and I walk out of the dressing room at the same time

"No"

She shakes her head.

I look down at

bland,

likes

the way my leg

a high slit.”

one.” I go back inside and put on the navy

I don't expect Sadie to be standing outside, but

me up and

no.” "Seriously?" Her

think it's cute?" I

I'm going to let you go like that to prom.” She holds up

move,” she says and

front of the full-length mirror, observing the

really not

tight as I

Maybe not as sexy.

does it need to? I have Easton for

says, handing me a smoking hot

and the low—cut neckline and slit, the intricate beading and the soft, silky

"No"

I know I can't

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