I decided to go with a basic tank top and a pair of tight denim shorts with printed sneakers, paired with a warm parka jacket. I stand in front of the mirror and Aly stands beside me with a smug expression on her face. “I look...”
“Hot.” Aly completes me, with a grin and I narrow my eyes.
“How?” I ask, trying to adjust my skirt by pulling it a little down. Aly frown at my reflection before lifting the skirt up. I glare at her.
“Because you look hot!”
“It’s not even a hangout type of outfit. It’s what I would wear when I go shopping with you guys and, plus, I look like a hooker.” I scoff but she rolls her eyes, “No, you don’t and the outfit looks perfect. You look perfect and I am quite sure Talon will love it.”
I snort and stare back at my reflection. I notice Aly passi
