im not 15 anymore

"what in the everloving hell is that?" I turn to look at my friend "in what world would i wear something like that boop?" her dark eyes narrow at the nickname. she just so happens to look like betty boop short all curves with short black hair. "oh i don't know maybe because down stairs is the man you have had a crush on since you where 12 years old." she makes a vague gesture towards the monstrosity on the bed. "the last time he saw you you were 15, now your 22 you have a snatched waist, an ass to rival a kardashian and a nice rack." shes says all this while poking at said body parts like that's the only reason i understand her. " that dress is going to show off all of your big girl assets, so you can enjoy his assets" she makes a face that between a snarl and a smile i think it's supposed to convey something dirty but i think it just makes her look like a lunatic. " look im looking forward to seeing him but thats all, he is 10 years older than i am and no matter how much i look like a woman now he will probably still see me as the little girl he used to throw in the pool." i walk over the the dress in question i can feel betty bouncing on her heels behind me. "will you help me squeeze all my assets into this torture device please?" she claps and saunters towards me on her six inch heels and suddenly i'm terrified to see the shoes she picked out. A few minutes later im stripped down to my victoria's secret black lace set betty made me buy and am being vacuum sealed into the dress betty think will help me land the man of my dreams. who know they say weddings make people horny..... or jumpy i can't remember which exactly. twenty minutes later and a whole host of words my nana would send me to hell for later and i'm walking down the stairs towards the wedding reception. my cousin lena rented out a big fancy hotel for a weekend for her wedding. it must be nice to have money to burn. speaking of burning my calves are burning i was right to worried about the shoes these are only 4 inches and i still feel like my feet are going to fall off. i step off the last step and turn down the hallway i stop to look into the floor to ceiling mirrors lining the hallway. my long dark hair falls in curls over one shoulder betty painted my lips a deep red that matches the dress. deep red lace a plunging neckline and stopping a few inches above the knee. A few inches to many if you ask me pair that with the black heels and i'm very uncomfortable. walking into the honest to god ballroom i only get a few feet when i'm suddenly hit in the legs by a 40 or so pound 7 year old. "cousin neia! i have missed you so much." i hug the excited little girl she pulls back and i look down at her she has her daddy's eyes, and freckles. "hey sweetie look how big you got! i have missed you too." she grabs ahold of my hand and pulls me through the room towards the balcony doors in the back of the room ughh how cliche."come on come see my dad he's been looking for you since we got here." my heart suddenly beats a million miles a minute why would he be looking for me? i look up and my eyes lock with the most beautiful ice blue eyes you could only dream of. the smattering of freckles across the bridge of his nose and along his cheeks stretches as he smiles at his daughter and i. as we reach alec he holds out one hand to me and i willingly take it he spins me making me laugh then stops me so im facing him. "damn time has been good to you neia." i smile at him "your not so bad yourself..... for an old man." i laugh at his mock appalled look he shakes his head and pulls me into a hug. my hound around his neck fit perfectly and is it just me or are his hand a little lower than normal. as i'm thinking this wondering if i'm crazy alec steps back. "shelly why don't you go find someone to play with?" he tilts his head towards the dance floor where the other kids are playing around. she just looks at him and shakes her head, "nah i think i'll stay with neia." alec takes a deep breath and i can almost feel his frustration i feel for him she clearly has her mothers attitude. bending down i turn shelly towards me by the shoulders. "shell why don't you go find betty its been awhile since you have seen her." her eyes light up and she runs off towards the dance floor knowing that's where my crazy friend would be. "betty im not sure she's a good role model for shelly." i laugh and turn back to him "i grew up with her and i turned out fine." i say hands on hips and head tilted slightly i watch as alec lets his eyes travel slowly from my ankles up not hiding the fact that he's looking. when his eyes reach my chest they linger for just a beat when his eyes travel to my lips my bottom lip catches between my teeth and i see alec take a deep breath. "i think fine would be an understatement." well this is going better than i could have ever expected.  "wanna dance beautiful?" he holds out his hand again and without an ounce of hesitation and a smile i take his had and am whisked towards the dance floor. every inch of my body is tingling where it touches his. i know i'm not imagining it this time his hand his really low on my back. "alec is it just me or is your hand inching towards my ass?" he laughs his blue eyes sparkling. "you always where one to speak your mind, and your right." he says as his hand settles with the heel on my hip and his fingertips on my ass. i bite my lip again and he groans quietly.  "you really shouldn't do that sweetie it could send the wrong message." i slip my hand from his shoulder up the back of his neck until my fingers are curled into his dirty blond hair. i tilt my head up until my lips brush his ear " i know exactly what message im sending."