CHAPTER 5
STARSTRUCK
THANKSGIVING WAS TOMORROW and I perched on the stool in Leslie's room, assisting her in selecting an outfit that would be conservative enough for meeting Erich's mother in Santa Barbara.
“Is this good?” She held up a dress that ended at her upper thighs.
“Nah, you’re going to have to go shopping and find something a bit more suiting, since all of your clothes are either too casual or will come off as sleazy,” I said. She tilted her head with her lips parted.
“Sleazy?” Her eyes narrowed. I realized I’d been too candid.
“I meant a bit modern for her taste. The woman probably expects you to know how to cook and clean and have a traditional background.”
“Ah, why is meeting parents such a nightmare?” She fell backwards onto her bed.
“Don't ask me.” I came around to
