Chapter Seven: Step AwayBy the time she returns to the club, the event is almost over and some of the guests have left already. Jackson looks deep in thought, standing next to the sushi stand.
She hopes she's not wobbling too much and manages to make her way to his side. "Hey," she greets, clearing her throat slightly when the word comes out garbled. Is it possible to have c*m-breath? Oh gods, she hopes not.
"Where were you?" he startles, turning to her, looking actually pretty worried about her.
"Um- it took a while for him to find me another dress," she says. She had rehearsed the lie to herself the entire walk here, but it's weird to say it out loud. She feels like there's a neon sign on her forehead that shines up, "LIAR" when she does it. "Did you have a good talk with the people y
