Watch Over Me by Mila Gray

Author:Mila Gray
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Simon Pulse
Published: 2019-12-02T16:00:00+00:00

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Didi and Jessa want to find the bathroom, and they insist I go with them, which I’m quite happy to do because this guy with teeth so white they’re brighter than the gold chain around his neck won’t stop talking to me, and all I want to do is dance.

I used to take classes as a kid—ballet and jazz—but around eleven I stopped. My dad refused to pay for the lessons. But tonight I’m remembering just how much I used to love it and how free it made me feel.

The girls steer me inside and into the kitchen. My body is slick with sweat from dancing, my dress sticking to me like cellophane, but I don’t care. Jessa leads me toward the fridge, which she yanks open.

I gawp at the fridge’s vast interior filled with every variation of water a person could ever dream of. There are dozens of sleek glass bottles containing spring water, alkaline water, pH-balanced water, and even crystal geyser water. Jessa stares, confounded, then grabs the nearest bottle.

“Artesian water?”

I shrug. “Okay.”

“Check out this fridge,” says Didi, coming over with a plate piled high with mini burgers that she offers to us. “Is there nothing in here but water?” she asks in astonishment.

“No,” says Jessa, pointing at the salad drawer. “There’s salad, too.” She shuts the fridge door. “We shouldn’t spy; it’s rude.”

I stuff a burger in my mouth. “Delicious,” I say with my mouth full, thinking how much Tristan, in his quest for the perfect burger, would like it, though he’d complain that it’s too small.

“Let’s go,” Didi says, checking the time and pulling me out of the kitchen and into the hall.

“Where are we going?” I ask, looking back over my shoulder. The party is in the opposite direction, and I wouldn’t mind finding the waiter with the tray of burgers because I’m suddenly wildly hungry.

“This way,” says Didi, marching across the hallway to the front door. “There’s something outside you need to see.”

“Outs—” I hiccup, the word dying on my tongue and my hiccups vanishing as I spot Tristan. He’s standing at the bottom of the sweeping staircase with Dahlia. They’re talking to a small blond girl I instantly recognize as Emma Rotherham. I track immediately to her hand, which is resting on Tristan’s arm. She’s smiling up at him adoringly, like she’s the fan and he’s the film star.

“I’m going to dance,” I mumble, turning around and pushing my way back toward the thumping beat of the music.

“Wait,” Didi says, catching me by the arm before I even reach the kitchen. “Don’t go.”

I look between her and Jessa. My mind is slow from the alcohol, but not that slow. “Did you bring him here?” I ask, realizing too late I’m gesturing wildly in Tristan’s direction. “You did, didn’t you?”

“Tristan likes you,” Jessa says.

“Yeah, of course he does,” I mumble sarcastically, glancing over at him talking to Emma. He just jumps from one girl to another. I can’t believe I almost fell for it.

“And we know you like him too,” Didi adds.

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