My Daughter´s Friend Of

Chapter2

Gabriela

I take it off the hanger and start changing. The dress fits my body perfectly, showing off my curves. I apply a very soft make-up , highlighting my eyes and mouth with a matte red lipstick. It looks great.

I let my hair down and comb it until it shines. I leave it loose. I spray myself with a light Carolina Herrera perfume, a roll-on deodorant. on neutral , so that if I danced it wouldn't stain my dress, and to finish off I chose a pair of strappy sandals with a stiletto heel. To finish off the look, I put on a pair of hoop earrings and a necklace in the same color. When I finished, Michelle was looking at me in shock.

— What happened? — I ask, without understanding anything.

— Holy s**t , Gabi, you change clothes so fast, and you look so hot. Look, if I ever change teams, I'll want to date you, friend — she jokes, and I laugh. It was her turn to change, and Michelle always left some of the clothes she wore when we went out. I whistle in admiration.

— Girl, you're so hot! — I tell the truth. Michelle had blonde hair and blue eyes, she was a mix of her parents. One time she showed me a picture of her mother. The two didn't get along, and Michelle decided to live with her father since the divorce was finalized, that is, more than ten years ago.

When I saw Dona Lara's photo, I thought she was beautiful, and I kept wondering what had gone wrong with their marriage. I was very curious, but I was left wanting more.

— Hey , Earth is calling! — Michelle jokes, and I wake up. I see again how my friend would break men's hearts. Just like me, she wore a red dress with a V-neck, black high-heeled sandals and a bold make-up . She looked stunning.

— I was admiring you. How beautiful you are! And today men will go crazy when they see you.

— You mean the two of us, right? — she says, and I agree, looking at the clock. I notice that it's after ten o'clock, and Fábio still hadn't arrived .

— Where’s Fábio, who hasn’t arrived yet? — I ask, and I hear the doorbell ring.

— Well, I think it just arrived.

We grabbed our bags and, before heading to the door, we checked everything to make sure we weren't missing anything, and then we went in. When we opened the door, we got a shock: our friend Fábio was really tasty, too bad he liked the same fruit as us.

— Oh my! Lady ! — he lets out a whistle, and we turn around. Fábio looks at us with admiration. — Look, if I were straight, I would definitely get both of them.

— So we look pretty? — I tease, and wink, acting charming.

— Girls, you'll drive men crazy, I guarantee it — I blush at his compliment.

— You look really hot, Fábio — Michelle says, and I agree.

— Now, enough talk and let's dance, the night is young — he says, and we agree.

I locked the apartment and we headed to the gate. Since we were going to drink, we weren't going to drive, there was an Uber waiting for us.

I had never been to that place before and was amazed when we got out of the car and were standing in front of it.

— Wow, what a beautiful nightclub! — I exclaim.

— Yes, it’s true! But will we be able to get in? — Fábio asks, and I agree with him when I see the size of the line.

— Yes, we're going to the VIP area. I forgot to mention that this nightclub belongs to my father — she says, and I'm surprised. I had no idea he had bought a nightclub. Michelle continues: — I told my father we were coming here and he already let the employees know we were coming and gave us full access, meaning we'll drink and eat for free, and best of all, we'll dance like crazy — we were all excited, and soon our access was granted.

Our evening would be fruitful and also very good — I hoped so and hoped to meet a really nice guy who might make me forget about a certain hot blue-eyed man.

When we entered the club, holy s**t! That was really cool, and honestly, I wanted to know if Ricardo was there. s**t, I had to stop thinking about that man! But, man, sometimes I think my friend must not think very well, no... I wanted to forget about her father and she brought me to an establishment that belonged to him...