ted Susan waiting in front of our favorite ice cream shop. She leaned casually against the

led into a smirk. "Why are you panting like a dog

"Well," I said, straightening and flashing her a che

of her mouth twitching. Then we both burst out l

nceded, still chuckling. "Bu

And yeah, I know I shouldn't be this out of breath, but cut me some slack-I'm sti

humans with a bit more strength, speed, and stamina. But Susan, having turned e

r superior status. "You'll get there soon en

tique in Moonlight-the place was packed. The storefront was as dazzling as ever, its sl

es, evening gowns, wedding attire-if you needed a show-stopping

excitement bubbled in my chest. Tonight was my night

Susan as we stepped inside, "

th determination. "

he racks of fabric and sequin

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d on three dresses we admired. The anticipation bubbled in my chest as S

out just as Susan did, and

own with a plunging V-neckline and a daring slit in the front. The soft f

g, sapphire-blue A-line gown with delicate spaghetti straps and a matching front slit

haring a laugh before heading ba

h, casually texting on her phone. When she finall

she b

a lace-up back and a front slit that gave it a sultr

ace-back detail. It was soft, romantic, and undeniably beaut

his one," Susan said

rk. "It's gorgeous, but..." I hesitated, unable to explain

rst. As I turned to face the mirr

ss was

ered with glitter in the light. It hugged me in all the right places, the silky mat

nk Caribbean-style gown with playful balloon sleeves.

d with a firm nod. "Y

urving into a smile. "Thanks, Suz. Alr

he red one," she

d out into the bustling streets. Time had slipped away from us, and my stomach

estaurant nearby," Susa

wo, ordered some food, and s

with a mischievous grin. "Your dress is stu

ucked my head to hide my blush. Lucas. The boy who had stolen

e talking about," I stamme

ng. Just as I was about to retort, the restaurant

and I glanced toward the entra

ll p

trolled in, her arrogant smirk firmly in place. If there w