Cougar Mom by Eve Langlais

Author:Eve Langlais [Langlais, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eve Langlais

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Interlude: Bachelorette Party

A flash of red hair caught Carla’s eye, the shade very familiar. She turned to see Meredith stepping into the club wearing a cute floral-pattern summer dress. Not her usual slinky attire. She had her hair drawn back, her makeup almost nonexistent, and if it weren’t for the fact that they knew each other so well, Carla might have thought her friend had a doppelganger.

She clung to the arm of some stranger, a big man, wearing a suit in a place that usually showed more skin, not less. The floor they were on, the ground-level, acted as a lounge with comfortable chairs and loveseats scattered about with tables to set drinks. A haze of smoke filled the air, clinging to skin and clothes, coating the lungs. As an ex-smoker, she couldn’t stand the smell of it anymore and missed the laws governing her state.

Serving the patrons were waiters, male and female wearing black bottoms and white tops, but that was as far as the uniform aspect went. Some chose booty shorts and tied-off blouses. Others went with actual slacks and collared shirts.

Those working the floor grabbed drinks from the bartender, who also served a long, curving bar, the surface of it gleaming in the neon lights that ran along its edge. It was the brightest thing in the room with the rest of the dim lighting. Despite seeing lips moving all over, Carla couldn’t really catch more than a few words here and there as the thumping of the music upstairs blended with the hum of conversation.

When the song paused, she could hear a roar, dancers waiting for the next beat. The second floor was the lively section with dancing and live shows. Guess where the bachelorette party was scheduled to happen?

She already wore her crown that said bride. Wore the silly clipped-on veil. But the rest of her was anything but virginal, although she’d chosen to wear white. The skin-tight dress was a splurge—on Meredith’s urging as a matter of fact.

She’d taken Carla shopping and made her buy the form-fitting thing. It was worth the price tag when she saw Philip’s face as she blew him a kiss before getting in the blacked-out Suburban that’d brought them to the club.

He was off to his bachelor party, despite his protests that he’d rather not. He’d watched the movie, The Hangover with her and elucidated all the very valid reasons men should never have one last hurrah.

She’d kissed him and said words that still held power for her, “I trust you.” Loved and trusted Philip in a way she’d never expected to experience. She just didn’t trust others to keep their hands off her man.

Carla stood on tiptoe and made a point of moving enough to draw the eye. Meredith never once roved her gaze around. Not even to check out the room.

First odd thing.

Second? Meredith kept herself tucked, shoulders a bit rounded, a look Carla had never seen before. Was Meredith okay?

The sharp whistle Carla blew had a bunch of people looking around, but there was only one she intended it for.

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