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.

had a dream last night about

the color

the hotter, the more sparkly,

I sing, "That's going to look

I pause, sighing.

no idea what color I

a little

She snorts.

"Okay .."

turn toward her

Sadie looks at me and rolls her

the dress shop, watching Sadie go straight for the pink

across has a price tag of eight

Yikes.

brought four hundred with

over the year that includes from Christmas

few hundred, one that's navy, another that's dark green, and

me, her arms full

show her my

"You're holding a funeral"

I tell

“I like dark colors"

looks at one

like the price.” Her voice fades out as a sales clerk approaches and offers to start a dressing room for us, taking the

a few more to try,’ I tell her, searching through

check the purples, that color would look great on

cute pair of shoes will make the dress look more formal and I head toward the

off my clothes and step into the first gown and I walk out of the dressing room

"No"

She shakes her head.

it.” I look down

bland,

likes squash,

the way my leg

has a high slit.” She points toward

on the navy

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

me up

hell no.” "Seriously?"

it's

works too, but that doesn't mean I'm going to let you go like that to

move,” she says and

the full-length mirror,

really not

tight as I

Maybe not as sexy.

stand out, but does it need to? I have

handing me a smoking

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

"No"

Why?" Because I know I can't afford

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