One Night Stand(42)
“Yeah well, I’ve been down that road and have no need to go back.” I pushed his hand away and quickly walked out of the study, my heart racing at his touch. Why oh why did Xander affect me so badly. He was like a drug my body desperately craved that I knew was very bad for me. He was slowly, but surely making me an addict and I knew that my addiction was leading me nowhere good. I knew I had to wean myself off of him before it was too late. I was not going to let Xander and his miracle tongue bring me down, any further than I already was.
Chapter Eight
“Hold still, Liv.” Alice stood in front of me and styled my hair with her curling iron. “If you keep moving I’m going to burn you.”
“Don’t you dare burn me.” I warned her. “This is boring.”
“I’m nearly done.” She sighed. “Just be patient.”
“I’ve been sitting here for twenty minutes.” I sighed. “What sort of hairstyle are you creating?”
“A seductive, sensual one.” She grinned. “All the men in the club will be all over you.”
“All but one, you hope.” I laughed. “If I get them all, who are you going to have?”
“I’ll find someone.” She giggled and flicked her long brown hair with blonde streaks back.
“Oh boy.” I laughed. “And you’re sure my makeup doesn’t look too slutty?”
“Is there such a thing as too slutty?” She asked as she stared at me face.
“Yes.” I nodded. “I don’t want anyone to think they can offer me twenty dollars and take me behind the trashcan for a blow job?”
“What about for a hundred?” She wiggled her eyebrows at me and we both laughed.
“Tonight’s going to be fun.”
“We deserve some fun.” She stepped back and looked at me for a few seconds before grinning. “You look beautiful.”
“You think?” I jumped up and ran over to the mirror and stared at my reflection. My long, brown hair hung in loose waves surrounding my face and down my back. My brown eyes sparkled with excitement and my smoky eyes made me look like a sexy vixen. “Do you think this lipstick is too red?” I asked as I pouted into the mirror.
“No way. Red is hot.”
“I suppose so.”
“And it matches your red dress perfectly. Slip it on now.”
“Okay.” I hurried to the bed and picked up my newly ironed dress and quickly took my clothes off and pulled it on. I had to suck in my breath to get it past my waist and down my hips. “This dress is a lot shorter than I remember it being.” I looked down at my exposed thigh and gulped. “I’m not sure about this, Alice. I’m not a stick you know. Girls like me, with curves shouldn’t wear skintight clothing.”
“Says who?” She shook her head. “You look hot, sexy, beautiful, amazing, and perfect.” She pointed her finger at me. “Fuck those skinny bitches. Every man wants a woman with curves.”
“I don’t know about that.” I laughed.
“Well if he wants a stick, then he’s not for us.” She grinned and pulled on her short, black dress.
“True.”
“Any guy looking for a stick will be disappointed with me.” I giggled. “I’ll never be a stick, my boobs are way too big.”
“Men love big boobs.”
“Well mine haven’t helped me much yet.”
“They will tonight.” She gazed at my partially exposed boobs. “Vaboom vaboom.”
“Thanks, Alice.” I shook my head.
“I’m ready, I think.” She pulled on her heels and then looked at me. “What about you?”
“Yeah, I guess I’m ready.” I nodded and grabbed a handbag from the closet and then slid my feet into my black stilettos. “I hope I don’t fall in these. My feet are already killing me.” I moaned.
“You’ll be fine. Just hold onto my arm.”
“I need alcohol.” I giggled as we made our way out of my bedroom.
“Me too.” She agreed. “I want to get drunk tonight.”
“I want to get slizzard.” I said.
“What’s slizzard?” She asked me in confusion and I looked and her and laughed.
“I have no idea.” I shrugged. “I just heard that term recently and thought it sounded good.”
“It does. It sounds cool. Here’s to us getting slizzard.”
“Slizzard baby.” We linked arms and made our way to the front door.
“Liv.” Aiden’s voice boomed through the house as I opened the front door.
“Yes.” I stopped and rolled my eyes.