Noa

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⚠️ SMUT WARNING ⚠️ I'll put this * where the smut starts and from there it goes until the end of the chapter :)
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"I'm tired of being home alone
Used to have a girl a day (girl a day)
But I want you to stay (I want you to stay, hey)
I can't lose you, babe (I can't lose you)"
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Tonight. What does that even mean? None of them said a specific time. Jaxon just said tonight in his deep vampire voice. If I had to picture a vampire voice before I knew vampires existed, that's what his voice sounds like. Anyway, 7? 8? It's 5 now. I'll show up at 6 just in case. If you're early you're on time, right? Or something like that.

I got out of the shower, exiting my bathroom and walking to my room. I swing open the closet doors and look at my clothes. What do I even wear? Is it formal? Do I show up in a ballgown? Or casual? Should I show up in jeans and a t-shirt? I think I should wear some type of dress. Or maybe a skirt. I'm falling in love with three vampires.

I move around hangers, rummaging through my wardrobe. I pull out a glittery blue dress, walking over to the mirror and holding it up to my body. No, it's too short, I'll look like a whore. How do I know if they like me too? I mean, how do I know they won't suck my blood while I'm sleeping?

I walk back to the closet, struggling to find something for about 10 more minutes before finding the one. It's a dark pink, halter spaghetti strap dress. It goes a little past my knee, has a slit on the right leg, and a little hole in the chest to show some cleavage. Perfect. I guess I already slept with Elijah, and he didn't do anything. But then again Elijah's the nice one, Kieran and Jaxon are a little more tough.

Then I remember that I have a nail polish the same color as the dress. Ooh, I should paint my nails to match my outfit. Do I have time? I check my phone and see that it's 5:20. Eh, I'll be fine. I paint my nails, and since I'm a pro it only takes me another 10 minutes. If I did, hypothetically of course, date them, how would that even work? It wouldn't work because I'm going to die and they're not.

Now, makeup. I start smearing makeup on my face, trying to look presentable for my guys. Maybe, I should keep them as friends. No, that wouldn't work. I wouldn't be able to ignore the connection we have. Maybe we could all be friends...with benefits.

Before I know it I'm out the door and going to the address Jaxon sent me. They better notice my nails are the same color as my dress.

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I should've shown up in a freaking ballgown. I sit in my car staring up at the house in front of me. Scratch that, it's not a house, it's a freaking mansion. I didn't know they were loaded. It literally looks like a castle out of a Disney movie. Despite what I thought it actually had a lot of light.