“What?” Chyna cried. A crashing sound blasted through the phone and then a series of curse words before Chyna came back. “f**k! I dropped the phone. Are you f*****g serious? Did you tell him yes?”
“No, Chyna. I told him, why the hell did I spend three years of my life with you when I have no intention of marrying you?” Lexi drawled sarcastically.
“You’re a b***h. I hope he smacked you.”
Lexi giggled. “Of course I said yes!”
“Oh my God! This is so f*****g exciting. When should I come down? This weekend? We need drinks! Shots! Hookers! Whatever you want, that’s what we need,” Chyna yelled into the phone.
Lexi could practically see her bouncing around her apartment.
“You want to come down this weekend?”
“Yes! Are you kidding me? My best friend is getting married. I need to be there to
