The party is literally a black light party, so everyone was instructed to wear white, something the girls had to fill me in on when they called me on FaceTime to let me know they were on their way from her parents’ dinner party—thankfully, my car situation gave me an excuse to get out of that. Had they not, I would have shown up in a hunter green dress.

So, I ran back into my closet and here I am, cloaked in white for the second day this week.

This time, though, it’s not a pantsuit, but a thigh-hugging dress. It’s not quite a mini, but I do have to bend at the knee rather than over at the hip to avoid a clear shot of what’s underneath. It’s a halter style that clasps around my neck, the thick straps crisscrossed over my shoulder blades.

Straps that Scott slips his fingers beneath and gives a gentle tug so that I give him my attention.

He smirks from his seat beside me. “Ready for a shot?”

I shake my head, wiggling my glass of water, and face Jules when she lowers onto the tabletop in front of me.

“Okay, the dinner party. You missed some major forbidden vibes. Her dad’s business partner came alone!” Her eyes widen. “Still has the fiancée, I guess, but he showed by himself, and moved tables so he could be closer to ours.”

“Or he moved so he didn’t have to sit in front of the loud-ass speakers all evening.” Cali rolls her eyes, but a smile plays at her bright pink and glowing lips.

“Honey, no. That man took his eyes off you only when he had to... which was when your dad stopped to talk to him.” Jules’ eyes sparkle, and it’s not from the thick layer of glimmer she’s lined them with.

A low laugh leaves me when Cali shrugs a single shoulder, slipping her straw into her mouth.

“Whatever, he’s not here, so I need to find someone to entertain me.” She grins, her perfect white teeth gleaming in the lights.

Amy bounces over with Sammie and a few other girls, and they turn their attention to them.

All of us girls had the same roundabout idea and added some sort of bright makeup that the black lights pick up with ease.

I went with my usual getup of a thick, heavy black wing, but framed it in with some bright purple glitter gel, and even painted my lips the same to match. My hair is in two Dutch braids on top, and I left a few long strands down in front, the rest waved and draped over my back. For a bit of added fun, I took some of my gel shadow and painted it along the curve of the braids, as well as down a few of the loosely curled strands.