41.2-Pulses

Mia and I work tirelessly to try on different dresses. Some don’t even make it on before she veto’s them. Like a doll, I twirl and curtsy to her demands happily.

“I miss you, Lo’. We seriously need a girl’s night-in soon,” Mia hounds while we shop some more.

“I bet if I ask Justine, she’ll say yes for tonight,” playfully wiggling my brows.

“You’re on, but what do I get,” she says, eyeing Damien while we talk.

“I’ll let you sit next to him at dinner,” I offer, and she agrees.

We found the perfect dress for me, a clamshell bag, and shoes. Even the accessories, but we quibble over the necklace. Justine, of course, buys both, making Mia extremely happy. I know she approves even if she won’t say it yet.

“Apparently, my boss is instant I go to lunch with you,” Mia says, baffled after Justine pays.

“Then let’s eat,” I say, hooking my arm in hers and leaving the boutique.

Over lunch, I get buzzed plenty through fits of giggles with Mia. She even coyly tells me the total my girlfriend p