Love, Lies and Immortal Ties: A young adult paranormal romance (Love, Lies and Ties Book 1) by C.J. Laurence

Author:C.J. Laurence [Laurence, C.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-31T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

After I woke up and indulged in a long bubble bath, I agonised over my choice of clothes for the evening. I decided to consult Hannah on my limited wardrobe. Within three sentences I knew I'd made a bad decision.

“You need to make him want you, Cat,” she said. “Making him weak at the knees isn’t enough. You want him begging you to lick your toes.”

“Ewww, Hannah, that’s gross. I wouldn’t let anybody lick my toes even if they paid me.”

“Really? It’s good. Don't knock it ‘til you’ve tried it. It's very tantric.”

I rolled my eyes. She was clearly still in her hippy/spiritualistic phase. The last time I'd seen her, she’d been trying to convince me how you could ‘make love with your mind’. “Maybe I'll just pick my own clothes.”

“No!” she yelled. “You most certainly will not. You'll end up dressing yourself in a pair of jeans, trainers, and that horrible purple vest top you love for some unknown reason.”

“And what’s wrong with that?”

“I’m seriously bordering on driving up there to educate you, girl. Now, show me the wardrobe.”

I'd thought face timing her would help speed the process along. Again, another bad decision. Twenty minutes later, every single piece of clothing I owned was strewn across my bed, all vetoed by her highness.

“I’m coming up there.”

I frowned. “What do you mean?”

“Next week or whenever, I'm coming up there and we are going shopping because you, girlie, are not going to keep any man interested with those drab clothes, let alone one like Michael.”

“Marcus.”

She waved a hand dismissively through the air. “Whatever. My gran wouldn’t even go out dressed in those clothes.”

I giggled. “Because she comes from a different era, Hannah, not because my clothes are bad.”

She snorted. “You clearly overestimate your wardrobe. If you’re finally going to become a woman, you need to dress like one, not like a fourteen-year-old girl who still plays with My Little Pony.”

“Hey, they’re collectables!”

“Ha! You know what else is collectable? Dust on your pillow where a man should be!”

I laughed. “Not everything is about men, Hannah.”

She frowned and scratched her head. “I’m sorry. Please remind me how we’re friends again?”

“Because I'm so amazing you’d be lost without me,” I replied, grinning.

“No, more like I took pity on you.”

“You mean I took pity on you after you couldn’t understand year eight algebra.”

“That shit is hard! Who works calculations out with letters? Maths is numbers, people!”

“We can discuss that when you come up. In the meantime, I have a hot date to get ready for.”

“But you have nothing to wear!”

I laughed. “I’ll figure it out. I'll call you when I'm ready and show you the finished product.”

I ended the call to her screams of protest. Personally, my favourite pick for tonight had to be the classic little black dress. It wasn’t little though, more ankle length, very fitted, but also very plain. Still, dressing it up with some flashy earrings and a necklace or bracelet wouldn’t be too bad.

After spending an hour on my hair and make-up, I felt satisfied that I looked more than decent.

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