Britches Get Stitches by Elicia Hyder

Author:Elicia Hyder [Hyder, Elicia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-945775-16-1
Publisher: Elicia Hyder

Twelve

Monica and her husband, Derek, were waiting outside The Drunken Nun when my Uber pulled up to the curb on Friday night. I gave her an excited wave through the window, then thanked the driver as I got out.

“Grace! Oh my god, you look amazing!” Monica ran carefully on her heels toward me.

I did a slow twirl in the black dress covered with red roses. “Thank you.” I felt amazing. It was the first time in months I’d really felt pretty. “Too bad I don’t have a hot date here to appreciate it.”

“Have you talked to him at all?” she asked with a grimace.

“No. It’s done. I plan on drowning him from my memory tonight.”

Her nose wrinkled, but she quickly changed the subject and took both of my hands. “Let me see this creation. I swear, Grace, this dress is gorgeous.”

Kiara had stayed late that afternoon to help me put the finishing touches on my party dress. I had cut out the triangle in the front of the bodice and had lowered the neckline of the halter into a deep sweetheart. As Kiara predicted, the dress was too small when I put it on. So I ripped out the zipper and put eyelet holes in the back to lace it up like a corset. She finished it off by sewing a few layers of red tulle under the skirt to make it stand out.

To finish the look, I twisted my blonde hair up in tight pin curls, and fixed a bright red rose in the back.

“You look beautiful too, Monica.” I hooked my arm around her neck and turned her around toward her husband. “Derek, how does it feel to be married to the hottest woman in Nashville?”

He walked over with a wide smile. “I honestly can’t wait to get her back home.”

She squealed. “Derek, stop it!”

I pushed her toward him, and he caught her in his arms.

“You both need to stop it,” I said with a laugh. “Why are you out here in the cold?”

“Why are neither of you crazy women wearing coats?” Derek asked.

I ran my hands down my skirt. “And cover up any of this?”

He shook his head.

“I told him the same thing,” Monica said.

He took her arm. “And you’ve been standing out here with your teeth chattering.”

“Why aren’t you inside?” I asked again.

She jerked her thumb over her shoulder toward the door. “None of our friends are here yet, and I felt weird going in there with all the vets.”

Couldn’t blame her. The veteran skaters on our team were intimidating as hell.

A sign hung over the black door: RESERVED FOR A PRIVATE EVENT. WELCOME MUSIC CITY ROLLERS!

My heart fluttered. I still couldn’t believe I was part of the team.

Monica must have felt the same because she let a tiny squeal slip.

Derek opened the door and held it for both of us.

Music rose over the chatter of the bar. A live band with a female singer was playing a jazzy version of “U Can’t Touch This” with a bass cello, a drum set, and a grand piano.

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