Your red dress,’ she said, and laughed.

But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the fire had spread across the room. It was beautiful and it reminded me of something I must do. I will remember I thought. I will remember quite soon now.

No way,” Eve replied. “If you’re going, go big.”
“Remind me to play poker with you later,” Michael said. “I love a girl who’ll go all in.”
She hip-bumped him. “That’s what you want to do with me later? Dude. Respect the dress, at least.”
Michael trailed his pale fingers down her back, following the line of her spine, all the way to the red rose. Eve shivered, and her eyes went half-closed. Whatever Michael whispered in her ear, Claire thought it was probably way too personal to hear.

Your clothes should be as important as your skin.

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