Strawberries & Cigarettes

Chapter 20

May 30, 2015

Aurora steps in front of the body-length mirror that's in the shop's changing room, dragging her hand along the sides of her figure. 

The black silk material fits snugly on her body, and she runs her hand down to pull the mini dress further down her thighs.

Is it too short?

She turns to the side, having a brief view of her back and ass before she faces the mirror again, adjusting the spaghetti straps on her shoulders.

A sigh leaves her lips, she fiddles with the black lace on the low cut, skimming her fingers against the faint stretch marks on her cleavage.

"This... Feels weird," she whispers to herself, chewing on her bottom lip as her eyes fall to her hip dips that jut out under the tight dress.

Maybe she's overthinking the flaws pinpointed in her head since she isn't used to wearing tight dresses of any kind.

Especially not ones that hug her curves too much.

Aurora walks out of the changing room stall and stands in front of Jasmine and Spencer, tucking her wavy hair behind her ears.

"What do you guys think?"

Jasmine stands up from a leather armchair and tells her with a rotation gesture, "Turn around, slowly."

As she slowly spins around, her arms extended out from her sides, she can't help but giggle at the pace she's moving.

"You look hot as fuck. A change from your usual floral and summery and too girly clothes you always wear," Jasmine admits, inspecting her outfit again with a tight-lipped smile.

Aurora playfully pouts. "Hey, I like my clothes!"

"It's time to get out of your comfort zone and into the sexy zone, alright? It suits you and clearly reminds me why I just love women."

Jasmine releases a dreamy sigh but chuckles afterward, plucking the fabric of her cheetah-print dress away from her abdomen.

The tight-fitted dress Jasmine plans to buy has a low v-cut, long-sleeved with the back being exposed, and since it's short, she shows off her smooth legs.

Though Aurora can't complain about Jasmine's words, women are beautiful to the eye and delicate to the touch and captivating in every way.

"What about you, Spence?" Aurora faces her best friend, watching him look up from his phone and lift an eyebrow. "Do you think it's too much?"

"If you're looking to get laid tonight, then no, it's not too much," Spencer replies with a shrug, shifting his position in the clothing store's armchair.

"Spencer!"

"Aurora!" he shouts out with the same tone in his voice, crossing his legs and snorting.

Spencer dramatically sighs when he notices the pout remaining on her lips, so he adds, "You really want my validation? Rory, you look stunning — and if I were into women, I'd put a ring on it!"