Revealed

92. Faine

It takes only an hour for the girls to get ready. They come downstairs looking like full on supermodels. If it was in slow motion, the scene would have been complete. Sharon is the last to descend. When I see her, my mouth drops. She's in a cut out crop top with a short black leather skirt. Her hair was straightened and curled and she wore a pair of heels that laced up all the way to her knees. Her face is glowing. It's obvious the other girls forced her into that outfit because she seems a bit uncomfortable in it. I had never been one to notice little details but I have to admit, Sharon looks ravishing.

"I know, I know. I look silly," her voice rings in my ears. "The girls forced me into this. It's not what I would normally wear so don't judge me." Her laugh is as sweet as ever. "Umm.. Faine?" She taps my shoulder and I swear every nerve in my body moves to the area she touched. What the hell kind of effect does this girl have on me?

"Huh? Oh.. yea.. You look.... Gorgeous."

She smiles and looks down at her feet while twiddling her fingers and trying to balance on the heels of her shoes. "Thanks..."

"Woah. What the hell do you guys think you're doing? Get changed!", Melissa screeches. "Or else I will personally drag each and every one of you into the car by your own non existent beard hairs!"

Nickson licks his lips and walks over to Melissa. He grabs her hand and spins her around. "Damn, Mami. Te ves bien." He tries to slap her butt, but she grabs his hand too quickly in response.

"Get dressed and come with us to the mall and maybe, just maybe, you'll get a piece."

Nick gives a very seductive smile and starts walking upstairs backwards, still checking Melissa out.

"Sí, Mami." She rolls her eyes. And focuses her attention back on Neal, Jeremy and I. "Well? Get moving!"

And we all obey without question. Solane giggles. "Told ya so."