Bailey POV
"You're wearing makeup."
I glance up from fastening my earring to find Talia leaning against my doorframe, arms crossed and a knowing smirk plastered across her face.
"It's just a little mascara," I mutter, turning back to the mirror.
"And lipstick. And blush." She pushes off the frame and saunters into my room like she owns the place. Well, technically, this is her house.
"Bailey,you never wear makeup unless I force you to.” She points out.
“What's going on?"
I roll my eyes, smoothing down the front of my dress.
It's a simple navy wrap dress that hits just above the knee.
It's elegant but not too fancy. Or at least, I thought it wasn't too fancy when I picked it out an hour ago.
"It's a dinner date. Orion invited me." I say defensively. "I can't go looking unpresentab
