Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 83927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“Alright babe, be safe. Coach is calling us to get started. I’ll come by after training,” he tells me.
“Alright, see you later,” I say. Miller ends the call, leaving me standing in the kitchen with a ridiculous, goofy grin spreading right across my face. God, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the way he makes me feel.
I hear Sophie finish in the shower, and I make my way to the bathroom, pushing my way through the door just in time for Sophie to grab a towel and wrap it around her body. “Good timing,” she laughs. “You nearly got an eyeful of my sexy ass.”
“Right, because that’s something I’ve never seen before,” I laugh, seeing as though we are both known to run around the house butt naked.
“Point well made,” she tells me as I begin stripping for my shower.
I reach in and turn the taps on as Sophie finally leaves the bathroom. As she pulls the door shut behind her, I step through the shower door into the hot stream of water. It runs straight down my back, and I tilt my head to let the spray coat my face.
I do my best to have a quick shower, but I’m pretty sure after washing and conditioning my hair, shaving my legs, and singing a few songs, I’ve been in here for at least half an hour.
I wrap my towel around me and waltz down to my room, running into Jared on the way. “Where are you two going?” he asks as Sophie comes out of her room in her underwear and joins me.
“Girls’ night,” Sophie sings.
“Oh. Can I come?” he asks, excitedly. “We haven’t gone out together in ages.”
“Well, yeah,” I tell him. “It’s a girls’ night. Of course you’re coming.”
“Woohoo,” he sings as he slings into my room. I drop my towel and pull on a skimpy little thong and matching bra, one that I know Miller just happens to love. “Fuck, that’s sexy,” Jared tells me as he checks me out.
“I know,” I grin. I turn my attention to my closet and begin rifling through it until I find one of the many little black dresses in my collection and pull it out. Yep, perfect for a girls’ night. I pull the dress on and begin searching for my hairbrush.
“What do you think?” Sophie asks, pulling a bright red halter dress from my closet and holding it up against her body.
“Definitely,” I tell her. She unzips it and begins squeezing into the little red number. She does a turn for us, and even though I’ve seen her in this dress a million times, she never fails to blow me away.
Jared disappears into his room to change as Sophie and I take over the bathroom, spreading out our hairdryers, straighteners, curling irons, and makeup.
Jared selects only the best playlist and soon enough, the bass pounds through the whole house. He appears a few minutes later with a few glasses of wine and makes himself comfortable between us before getting to work on perfecting his hair.
I smile at my friends through the mirror, receiving the same smile back, and I realize just how perfect this moment is. Nothing on earth could possibly be better than how life is at the moment. I have amazing friends and a boyfriend who I love and who just happens to love me in return.
An hour later, we’re finally ready. We make our way to the front door and head out. With our stomachs rumbling, we make our way to the closest restaurant, order something quick and easy, and leave as soon as we can.
We finally arrive at the club and after waiting in line for what seems like forever, we get carded at the door and make our grand entrance. We beeline straight to the bar and each order a pink pussy shot. We down them as one, grab glasses of champagne, and then head out to the dance floor.
We spend the night in a blissful state, dancing and moving to the music. Jared does his best to appear as either of our boyfriends when we are approached by other men in the club. Even though their interest is flattering, I’m a one-man kinda girl.
I pull my phone out, making sure to send Miller a drunken text to let him know just how much I love him, causing Sophie and Jared to do the same. We giggle at each other as we sail right past the tipsy stage and into being well and truly drunk.
We dance for another hour before we make our way home. I get a text from Miller saying he shouldn’t be too much longer, and I grin as I plan out my sexual attack on him. I gasp and slam my hand over my mouth when I realize I’ve been planning my exploits out loud then I fall into another fit of giggles.