.” “Well, my friend, you’re wearing it tonight, and you’re going to own it. You look fabulous.” Her makeup isn’t so heavy that I can’t detect the blush that creeps across her smiling cheeks. “Come on, let’s get going before I change my mind.” I wipe my suddenly sweaty palms on the bed before I stand and straighten my own dress. I had to give it a little steam treatment in the bathroom while I did my hair because it was buried in one of the boxes we retrieved. It’s gunmetal gray in a stretchy fabric that bunches from my waist down to where it stops at my knees. I debated about wearing it because of the top—it’s sexy as hell. The fabric pulls diagonal across my chest, outlining my breasts and leaving my right arm bare. The left arm is covered in a three-quarters sleeve, and the overall look
