Best Two Out of Three

Part 14

Tuesday, July 28, 2020
Jacksonville, Florida

It was the night before Dynamite, and after what had happened with Kenny the previous week, Alex had decided that a serious girls' night was in order. She'd been somewhat nervous to ask Callie—were they friends now? She didn't really know—but Callie had been so thrilled when she had that she'd immediately kicked Adam out of their hotel room—"Go drink with Cash and Dax, or something,"—and dragged Alex to the store to get supplies. Now they were loaded up with everything they needed for a proper girls' night: face masks, take out menus, alcohol, chocolate. Yes—this was just what Alex needed.

"Is it bad that I'm actually excited to kick Adam out for a while?" Callie grinned as they made their way back to the room.

"No," Alex assured her. "I mean, Cash and I are still in the honeymoon phase and he's definitely getting it later, but right now I could really use some girl time."

Callie smirked. "You know you have to dish about that, right? It's girls' night law."

Alex's eyes widened. "About Cash?"

Callie just nodded.

"I don't know," Alex hesitantly returned. "If I dish about Cash then you have to dish about Adam, and that might just be weird."

She shrugged as they arrived at the room. "I don't know; we could compare notes on how good a kisser he is."

Alex stared back at her smirk, stunned. "You want to talk about the time I made out with your boyfriend? Who are you and what have you done with Callie?"

Callie just playfully rolled her eyes as she used her key card to unlock the door. They entered the room; but as they walked further inside, they both came to a sudden stop at what they saw. Two bunches of long-stemmed red roses laid on each bed next to two beautiful cocktail dresses.

Alex let out a surprised gasp—but Callie's reaction was a bit different. "They've ruined girls' night."

Alex sent her a look as she hurried over to the bed with the wine-colored dress. She didn't know why, but she felt like that one was hers. Sure enough, a note on top of the dress said her name. She read it out loud. "Alex, meet me at the bar at eight. Cash." She looked excitedly at Callie. "What does yours say?"

She picked up the note from her dress. "The same," she said. "Well, except for the names, obviously."

Alex couldn't stop smiling. "It looks like they've planned a double date," she said in a sing-song voice. She picked up the dress. It was a sexy little lace number with a plunging neckline and spaghetti straps that crossed in the back. She bit her lip. Cash had probably bought it because he thought it would look better on the floor.

"Well, mine is a bit extra," Callie said as she looked over the dress Adam had gotten her. It was a one-sleeved figure-hugging LBD—and it was covered entirely in sequins. She smirked. "I love it, but it's definitely extra."

"Callie," Alex started. "Adam's shirts? You have to be extra to compete with those things." She nearly snorted with laughter. Callie couldn't help but return it.

"Fair enough."

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Sometime later, Callie and Alex walked to the elevators to head down to the hotel bar, all done up in their new dresses. And even though they'd tried their hardest to pry it out of Adam and Cash while they'd gotten ready, they had no idea what they had planned for the evening.