Last Girl by K.S. Thomas

Author:K.S. Thomas [Thomas, K.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Never Did Point North Publishing
Published: 2015-11-06T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Trix

I’ve been standing in my closet for at least fifteen minutes trying to decide what to wear. How in the hell are you supposed to impress a guy who has seen you in every single thing you own? And not just now. But every single item of clothing you’ve had in your closet from the time you were six. It’s entirely possible I’m overthinking this. It’s more than possible. It’s highly likely.

Giving into the fact that Penn is past the point of taking notice of me and I’m not exactly on a mission to catch his eye tonight despite what my date-mode brain is telling me, I strip the first dress within my reach from its hanger and slide it over my head. It’s a sweet white and red floral print slip dress, made a notch fancier than my norm by its tiered, ruffled skirt and strappy lace-up back. I could pull off a pair of heels with this number if I really wanted, but Penn has a tendency to make fun of the wobbly way I walk in them, so I’ll pass and go with a pair of tan bohemian style sandals covered in tiny little flowers.

Even though it will likely drive me insane within a matter of minutes, I decide against putting my hair in its trusty braid and instead let it fry under the hair dryer for a few minutes before I run my fingers through it and call it good. It’s naturally wavy, so the less done to it, the better.

A quick visit with my go-to make up duo, eyeliner and mascara, and all I have left to do is glide a little lip balm over my lips before I step out into the hall for Penn to see me, and in a perfect fantasy, find me out-of-this-world ravishing.

Unfortunately, the hall is empty when I walk out from my bedroom. I try not to let this minor hurdle on the way to perfect fantasy stop me though, so I keep strolling along until I reach his door which is wide open as usual.

He’s on the phone with someone when I walk in, but nearly drops it when he sees me, his chin dangling somewhere near his belly button. Operation perfect fantasy is a total success.

“Good God, woman. Put on a hoodie or some mismatched socks this instant or there’s no way in hell we’re getting out of this house and going to dinner.”

I laugh. Because he’s kidding. Sort of. Which is why I’m also blushing. A lot.

“You’re acting like you’ve never seen me get dressed up.”

He lifts the phone just within range of his mouth and says goodbye to whoever was on the other end of the line before he tosses it onto his bed and walks straight for me. His hands land on my hips, fingertips pressing into me. When he leans in toward me, my breath catches in my throat. For a second I think this will be it, the moment he finally

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