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"God, Eainst Emily’s in an atte Now let h her hair, trying to give it a little more bounce without unnecessary amounts of hairspray "You’re inout a sigh, Olivia frowned "But I like yours better; now scoot," she clipped, jerking her hip against Emily’s within the other room for us, so don’t be rude I’ll be done in a second, and then we can go party until we drop!"

Laughing, Emily shot herself one last look in the mirror and strolled out of the bathroo off the bed After slipping into a short black twill skirt and a red short-sleeved button-up blouse, she threw on a pair of black heels and called out to Olivia for approval

She playfully spun around,her attire

"You look like a sex kitten," Olivia trilled

E rooray eyes wide "Da her hands on her hips, Emily smirked "I’ll take that as a compliment"

"Yeah, Country, it’s a compliment" She tossed her red-and-stark-white-streaked hair over her shoulder "The only clothing I’ve seen you in is that horrid black-and-white uniform that they make us wear"

"Well, thank you, Fallon," E-uniformed waitress, you don’t look too bad yourself I would never be able to pull off fishnet stockings like you can"

Fallon’sonto the coffee table "These old things? Dah I usually don’t care what people think, society wouldn’t consider that very proper, would they?"

Eht be right about that"

Olivia e heels Her hair was pulled up off her shoulders, and the dress hugged her hourglass physique like a glove After twirling herself around for Emily and Fallon, she lasses from the cabinet, and topped each one off with a heavy dose of tequila

"Come on, ladies," Olivia squealed "Let’s do a couple of mind-fuckers before we hit the club"

The three woed in a shot, each of theht out on the town After they downed a second "mind-fucker," a quick knock ca in

"Why even bother knocking, Douche?" Olivia asked, rolling her brown eyes Eut "I mean, Dillon, of course," she huffed out frorin, and then his eyes flicked over Fallon He looked back to E? I thought you were hanging out with , Emily moved across the room and tossed her arms around his neck "No, I told you the other day that I was doing a girls’ night out with Fallon and Olivia"

Dillon lightly gripped her hips and leaned into her ear, his voice low "Can I talk to you in the other roorabbed her by the hand, leading her into her bedroom He snapped the door shut and crossed his arms

"What the fuck is that out there?" he whispered

"What are you talking about?"

"That fucking space cadet, Goth-looking freak in the black leather shirt and skirt," he answered, stepping closer "Jesus Christ, she’s wearing a fucking spiked neck collar, Es on her lip, nose, eyebrow, and who fucking knohere else on her body?"

Eroan as she rabbed her ar to start with irl, Dillon Who cares what she looks like?"

"Ifout with it, I care what it looks like" He tilted his head to the side, his eyes narrowed "What kind of attention do you think she’s going to bring, looking like that?"

Emily yanked her arm away from him "I’ to bring," she whispered in a heated tone

He plowed his hands through his hair "Well, what kind of attention do you think you’re going to bring, wearing that?"

"I’ht, Dillon I swear I’ once again to rabbed her by the waist "Okay, okay I’ainst her cheek as he lifted her ar to?"

Eh "Pink"

"On 52nd?"

"Yes"

"Alright, I’ll call a few of the guys froht" He pulled her closer and pressed his lips to hers "You owe ainst his ht, Dillon"

He let out a low groan as he sucked in her bottootten about it I’ve been working late again with this new account - you know this" He s to be back?"

"I’ out fro for me"

He pulled her in for another kiss and then walked back to the kitchen with her Emily quickly introduced hi to embarrass either of them He simply smiled, but Emily could tell he was still displeased with the whole situation

After the wo, he followed them outside, hailed a taxi, and paid the driver for their ride

He ducked his head through the back"Not too late, okay? We’re having lunch with my parents tomorrow"

Emily nodded and leaned up to kiss him With that, the driver pulled away

"Your boyfriend’snice?" Fallon said while her fingers moved over the keyboard of her phone like a well-oiled hed but tried to hide it by covering her mouth

"Thank you, Fallon," Emily drawled the words out as her eyes traveled to Olivia "He can be a little overprotective sohed again - this tiasped "Oh shit! A friend of ht" She continued to frantically text away "His pad is incredible, and he throws killer parties Let’s go there instead"

"I’h her purse She glanced in Emily’s direction "Is that cool with you?"

"Aren’t we all a little overdressed for a house party?"

Fallon pulled a flask fro, unscrewed the top, and took a sip She shook her head "No, believe oes party" She handed Emily the flask "Here, it’s my specialty"

Emily took it from her and smelled its contents "What is it?"

"Just take a sip, Em," Olivia piped up "You’re alorried about how much you drink"

"I’m already a little buzzed fro ready" They both shot her a look, waiting for her to drink it "Okay, fine" She took one last whiff of the liquid and chugged soh and tried to blink back the stinging tears in her eyes "What the hell is that?"

Fallon’s eyes brightened with silent laughter "Moonshine, baby"

"Oh, hell yeah," Olivia chirped and reached for the flask "I had this once when I was in high school" She tossed soled her head back and forth

"Okay, so are we going to hed

Eed "Let’s do it"

After redirecting the driver to their new destination, they pulled up to a swanky three-story townhouse in the Todt Hill area of Staten Island thirty minutes later Olivia paid the driver the difference, and the women slipped out from the taxi, each a little wobbly from the moonshine From the street, the round beneath Ehed as they made their way up the stairs and into the house

Multiple towers of speakers stood in every corner of the downstairs level, a the noise to the point where Emily could barely hear herself think Her eyes scanned the party, and she realized that Fallon wasn’t kidding It definitely was an "anything-goes" gathering Fro casual attire to others dressed like they were headed to proainst one another, the croas a oer

Chain-linking hands, E of a hundred or so people, ulti the owner of the ho him hello, Fallon yelled over the music "Jakey, this is E a word, he sing them as if he had known them for years Once he placed the hysterically

"Welco "Alcohol’s in the kitchen; free lap dances from some of the hottest strippers in New York are located in the downstairs den; pool table’s to the rear of the house; bathrooically placed on each level; and if you decide to get a little out of control with so-sized beds in each are plentiful on the second and third floors" He said it all in one breath

"Fuckin’-A, cool," Olivia s a hand through his carrot-colored hair, he smiled devilishly "They corabbed for Emily and Fallon’s hands "Shots are needed in ht about now, chicks" She turned back to Jake and gave him a wink "Thanks, bud"

He nodded and disappeared into the crowd

The wo around with underwear on his head while a topless girl chased after hi out Eventually, they made their way into the kitchen where a fully stocked bar awaited each of the two more shots of tequila, they headed out to the backyard to partake in an hour-long gaan as her preferred liquid, Emily’s head was pleasantly fuzzy to say the least

Walking back into the house with Olivia at her side, she leaned up against a wall "Olivia," she slurred "I’m pretty"

"I know you’re pretty, E about it"

Slowly shaking her head, Ehed "Noyou didn’t let me finish, bitch" Her head lolled to the side "I’ to - " she hiccupped, "tell you that I’ht now"

"So a

Eain "No, but I - " hiccup, "as, too" She pointed her finger toward the front door as her eyes squinted in its direction "Look Those two guys - " hiccup, "that just walked in look like Gavin and Trevor"

Olivia let out a laugh "You silly girl, you’re not seeing things It is Gavin and Trevor"

Emily looked adorably confused as she peered at the two blurry i with - " hiccup, "ht? Hoould they know - " hiccup, "that we’re at this house?"

Olivia bit her lip "Since I know that you’re digging Gavin - as a friend, of course," she quickly added, swaying fro he was hanging out with Gavin tonight" She gave Emily an innocent frown "I told Trevor an itsy, bitsy, teeny, weeny lie to get them to come out here"

Before Emily could inquire about this little lie, Gavin and Trevor approached them, both of their faces filled with concern

Gavin placed his hands on Eht?" His eyes auto if she were hurt

She stared at him silently with a blank expression on her face

"Well, where the fuck is he?" Trevor asked Olivia, clenching his hands into fists

"Calhed "He was tossed out already"

Trevor’s eyes traveled to Emily He lifted her chin and uy hurt you?"

Now she had Gavin’s hands on her shoulders and Trevor’s fingers under her chin Speechlessly glaring at Olivia with a confused what-the-hell-did-you-tell-therabbed Trevor’s ar her dance on with the dude, and he got a little frisky Like I said, the owner got rid of him"

Gavin took a step back and dropped his hands frouy smacked her"

Olivia buried her face in her cup "Did I say that?" she laughed

"Yes, Olivia You round," Trevor barked

Fallon stumbled over and interrupted as about to becouuy froive my nuuess"

Fallon returned the smile and flicked her eyes in Trevor’s direction If it were possible, her sht you be?"

"I’erator’s older brother," he pointed to Olivia and then returned his attention back to Fallon "And who irl who’s really into cute guys with blonde hair and glasses"

"NiceI fit that description," Trevor sirl who speaks her rabbed his hand, threading his fingers with hers, and led hi hihed

"Soooo," Olivia drawled, a set a lap dance I’ll see you two later" She disappeared into the crowd, her laugh echoing over the music

Gavin slazed sheen in her eyes, denoting that she had a little toopretty good right about now"

She stepped closer and tilted her head up to look at him "Has anyone ever told you that you’re very sh an answer and not a question He certainly didn’t expect that question "Don’t you mean sexy?"

"Nope, there’s shmexy, and there’s sexy And you, my friend, are shmexy"

He cocked a brow, her throaty phone-sex voice arousing him almost instantly "Mmm, which is better?"

"Shmexy"

"Well, thank you You’re pretty shrabbed his hand and started walking toward the kitchen "Come do a shot with h to drink already?"

Coainst her back She spun around and sturabbed her waist to steady her "Has anyone ever told you that you have the eous, and shmexy blue eyes?"

"What’s with all of these questions, pal?" he asked quite amused

"We’re friends, and friends ask questions"

He cautiously moved her hair behind her shoulders and smiled "Yes, I’ve been told that I have nice eyes"

"No, they’re not just nice," she hiccupped "They’re" She paused, wetting her lips "They’re bedroom eyes"

"So I’, she laced her hand with his again and dragged hi in front of the spectacular choice of alcohol, she plucked a red plastic cup fro stack and handed it to him

"What’s your poison, sh his ar to hold off on drinking for right now"