17
EVE
“So, a date date,” Nora said.
I held the cocktail dress up to my figure. Nora had insisted on going dress shopping for the event tonight. We were currently in Chrome, a local designer clothing store, handing off potential dresses to the hovering salesclerk. I wasn’t sure I could afford anything in this place, but here we were.
Now, I was pretty sure she’d only asked me because West had told her about my date with Whitt tonight.
“A date date.”
Nora squealed. “Oh my God, I’m so excited for y’all.”
“It’s one date, Nor,” I reminded her, replacing the dress on the rack.
“You’ve been dating for weeks!”
“No, we’ve been hooking up for weeks.”
She huffed and picked up a green dress. “Try this one on.”
I took it out of her hands and held it up to me. Yeah, this could work. I passed
