Only Friends (Destinations Series Book 1)

before. I was angry that he was so selfish, although I felt that there was much more behind that kiss. I was taken by surprise by something I've never experienced in my life. Not even Aron made me vibrate so much with a mere kiss, like Ryder did. He was really very talented and I wanted to be more careful. It was the second time he did that and always with a lame excuse that it was to help me. It was not for my safety, but to inflate his ridiculously large ego. Plus, he managed to take all the fun out of the night. I really wanted to have fun that night and maybe flirt a little. Not that I was good at it, but I wanted to try. After so much work and study, in addition to getting rid of Aron's idiot, I deserved a little fun and joy. I was willing to try. Only Ryder had to screw it up, and to make matters worse, I'd liked that fucking kiss.

- Oh, shit! What's happening to me? - I mean, sighing in front of the mirror. - We're friends!

I slap my forehead with a face and finish dressing up. I had converted my dismissal, as I couldn't think of having fun and didn't want to study. At least I'd make some money on Six that night and pray for good tips. Even though I was angry, I asked Jane to stop by the library and give the notes to Ryder, because I didn't want to talk to him. As it was still early, I decided to go for a walk and have coffee at Starbucks. On the way, step forward to a gala clothing store. Soon I remember that on Wednesday it will be the day of Mel's exhibition and I had nothing to wear on such an important occasion.

- Can I help you? - said the saleswoman coming towards me, with a debauched smile on her face, which she was trying to disguise.

I was already used to that look when the saleswomen stared at my simple clothes. I really didn't fit in with that world of feathers and bucks.

- I'm looking for a dress. - I smile at her. - I don't usually buy a lot of designer clothes, but the occasion asks and I have no idea what to wear.

- Well, maybe I can help you! - says the girl, now changing her posture. - You should warn that the parts in this store are not cheap, but I will try to make an effort to get something on account for a college girl like you.

- Don't worry about the value. - I say ironic. - I have money to spend, I just can't choose clothes that aren't... How do you like to say it? Ah! Yes! Greek.

The girl holds her breath, stares at me for a while and then opens a smile.

- What's the occasion?

- A cocktail followed by an art exhibition.

- All right! All right! - says she's signaling me to follow her. - I think I have something perfect for your evening. Something that'll make you kill.

- Please, I don't want anything exaggerated!

- Are you usually discreet, miss?

- Brooke. - I answer. - Yeah, I'm usually discreet. I don't like to attract attention.

- Don't worry!" she says, making an animated gesture. - The dress I have in mind is exactly what you're looking for. It's beautiful, discreet, and it will enhance every curve of your beautiful body.

I get red with the comment and signature, so I follow the salesperson who now seems to be more sympathetic. She asks me to sit on one of the sofas inside the huge fitting room and go to a hanger. The woman comes back with a black Valentino who almost makes my chin fall off. He had short sleeves that went up to his elbows, made with a kind of transparent embroidered canvas. The bodice was made of the same fabric and was deepened to the waist, holding in a band of velvet to open the loose skirt of two layers, well rotated, which went to the middle of the thighs. The back had a light V-neckline, also in embroidered canvas. Taking the dress, I put it in front of the body and go to the mirror. It was heavy on the velvet, but it was beautiful. What impresses me most is the value. Despite all the details, the dress wasn't as expensive as it looked.

- Really, he's perfect! - I say smiling as I look at myself with the dress on my body. - I think I'll take shoes too.

- Sure! - the saleswoman says smiling. - I know exactly what else will match.

After I pay for the dress and the pair of cop shoes, I leave the store to go home. However, first I pick up the phone to check the incoming message and notice that there is also a missed call from Jane.

"Perfect Lord didn't show up at the library or the campus today. I left your books in our dormitory, because I'm going to Phi Iota Mu tonight. Kisses and don't wait for me!"

I frown on that information. I also make a face for Jane getting into Phi Iota Mu. In particular, I didn't like those boys and always asked Jane to be attentive, because they didn't like the Kapa boys, nor the people there. Being their queen, Jane could end up getting hurt somehow. I send a message to Jane, who only replies with a face and a ladybug sign. Frustrated, I sigh and decide to ignore, praying for her to be okay. Concerned and, at the same time, very curious, I decide to call Ryder and see if everything