IT was the day of Elena’s party.
All their preparations were done. The twins had gone to one of their friends’ house and would be gone the entire evening. They probably wouldn’t be back for dinner, either. Aunt Stacy was gone on one of her dinner parties and would be back…well, probably the next morning.
Jamie had gone shopping for her some time during the week, taking her own clothes as a size standard, so now that they were the only two in the house, she had free reign to get ready.
After changing into what Jamie had bought—a short black skirt that showed off her legs and a cropped, blue off-shoulder top that had the softest fabric she’d ever felt, Avery put on the jewellery he’d given her—thin gold rings, a gold choker with stars and studs, and went down to his room.
Jamie was wait
