Alpha Mars' POV
“Look who’s here, Miss Hazel. Your date has finally arrived.” Alpha Radar beckons Hazel over.
Hazel saunters over with her hips swaying seductively but stops suddenly with a frown. “Oh, Alpha Mars, did you not receive the note about the tux dress code?”
“Guess I missed that bit of information.” I lied. All of my friends roll their eyes. Hazel is wearing a shiny all-silver tassel fringe mini dress with a low-cut neckline that’s showing off her breasts and slim body. Reminds me of a disco ball. “Oh, and Happy Birthday.” I growl out as an afterthought.
“Oh! Thank you!” Hazel blushes like I had just asked her to marry me. “Well, maybe at the next party, we can get you into a tux. I know you would look just like Prince Charming.” She says as she moves to my side and slides h
