The Cravers

41. A Freak Out

Cara wobbled on her heels as she tried to catch up to my fast pace. Her heels echoed, her jewelry dangled. But more than her accessories, it was her nervousness shaking the air. 

When she was about to trip down, I caught her by her arm. 

"I didn't tell you to wear 10 inch heels." I snarled. "What? There going to think you came to strip or something."

She gawked at me with offense. "Do I seriously look like a stripper?" She whimpered slightly as she pulled down her riding dress. "Maybe I over did it." She mumbled.

I winked. "Jess, you look gorgeous. Stop stressing. The guys will be head over heels. Trust me."

She huffed, a hefty smile playing her lips. "Oh, I can already feel it. Parker." She moaned out his name. "Oh, he's going to be mine soon."

"Are you sure he is the right guy?" I asked skeptically. I skipped over a puddle of water.

She nodded. "Yes!"

Here was the thing. Today, we have planned to put Cara Curtis on a table with Bruce "Bat" Eddins. By "we" I meant Kingsley Martin and me.  Yep, we were the master planners of this event. Since Jess was leaving to visit friends in Italy, we had to do this soon. Kingsley thought that putting them by each other and to see their reaction as we revealed the truth would be priceless. 

Poor Jess, I was setting her up in a game and she still thought Parker was her match. Parker was going to be used as a bait, poor him, eh, not that much. Couldn't care any less.

Cara hit the ball with her current outfit. She was in a strappy maroon dress that was clingy to her curves, her butt has never been rounder nor her abs any more tighter. Her shoes were sky high however she was tumbling like crazy. Normally, she would walker faster and more hotter than a runaway model but her nervousness has taken over her. Her makeup was on point, it emphasized her light blue eyes that reminded me of Bat's. Her lips were crimson red...man, Bat's got a run for his money. 

I couldn't wait for this night. The hype was quite real and I was  struggling to contain my excitement.

We finally reached to the famous penthouse of Parker. 

"Oh, god. I can here the music." She grunted. "Do I have to dance in these shoes? I'll be flashing the guys."

"Trust me, they'll be happy to see that tush." I slapped her butt.

Her mouth fell in mock horror. "How dare you?"

I laughed, handing her the special flask. "Lighten up."

With no time to wait, she obeyed and brought it up to her lips. She almost finished the whole flask but I took it out of her hand. "Take it easy."

The music was almost unbearable when the door was opened. It could be heard from outside. There was quite a laughter going on when we knocked...voices of guys as well as girls?

"Stop biting your nails." I ordered Jess.

The door turned open and Kingsley leaned on the door, a light playful look in his eyes. There was a line of sweat on his forehead, his smile was sly and at ease. No hint of mischief. She greeted us with a salute. "Hello ladies. Diana..." He smirked. "She is your friend?" his eyes traveled to Jess, talking about her as a third person. I shrugged a shoulder. "She's alright."

"Excuse me?" Jess widened her eyes. "Is he talking about me?"

Kingsley laughed, shaking his head.

I rolled my eyes. "He's just playing." I pushed Kingsley, giving him a look as I sauntered into the room.

The music was deafening. Matt was in the kitchen cooking up something. Bat on the other side, was crisp and sharp in a baby blue button down which brought the gray in his eyes. His hair was gelled and groomed to the side, oh my goodness, he cleans up so well.