The Art of Grieving

Chapter 5

I try on what seems like the hundredth dress and sigh as it looks absolutely disgusting. 

Danny was having a dinner party to celebrate him and Noah's engagement. As the trusty maid-of-honor, I had to actually look decent and make a toast. I had absolutely no nice dresses to wear, so here I was at a boutique in the mall finding no luck. 

My phone chimed and I picked it up. Drew's number flashed across my screen. 

"Hello?" I asked after I hit answer. 

"Do you have to say a speech at this dumb party too?" Drew asked me. A loud bang sounded from the other side. 

"The hell are you doing?" I asked. I picked up a dress from the hanger and tucked my phone into my shoulder. It was blue with capped sleeves and lace. It would be tight on my body and probably hit about mid-thigh. 

"I'm trying to fix this dumb cabinet for my grandmother," he said as I heard another bang. 

"Not much of a handyman?" I snickered. 

"Have you seen my hands? They're too delicate for this shit." I let out a laugh at that. "So are you doing a speech or not?"

"Yes I am doing a speech," I answered. 

There was a pause before his voice filled the speaker again. "Uh, can you maybe help me with mine?"

I could just imagine his cheeks turning a shade of pink from embarrassment from asking me this. 

"Of course. Want to meet at the coffee house in like 10 minutes?" I asked. 

"Sure. See you there," Drew said as he hangs up the phone. 

I throw my phone down and shimmy out of the dress I had on. I put the blue one on and instantly knew it was going to a winner. It was extremely comfortable and complimented my pale skin tone. It also made my ass look exquisite. 

I take off the dress and put back on my own clothes. I exit the dressing room and go to purchase my dress. A younger girl checks my dress out and I leave the store. 

I walked to the mall since it was only like 2 miles from my house. It was a nice enough day. 

I walked over to the coffee house and the door dinged as I walked in. I ordered a regular coffee and found a seat by the window. I saw Drew drive up and park in front of the shop. He got out and pushed his aviator sunglasses onto his head. He had on dark jeans and a light blue t-shirt. I had to admit, he looked good. 

He walked into the coffee shop and went to the counter to buy something. He glanced over in my direction and smiled slightly as he approached me. 

"How was shopping?" He gestured towards my bag with the dress in it. 

"Horrible as usual," I stated. 

Andrew gave me a fascinated look. "Don't all girls love to shop?"

I raised an eyebrow at him. "I like to shop for food."

I got a laugh from him for that one. 

"So about this speech.." He started. 

I pulled out a notepad from my purse. Drew glanced at it and gave me a desperate look. 

"You already have it all written out?" He asked. 

I shrugged. "I mean I guess. I've known Danny for so long so it came easy."

Drew pulled at his bottom lip in worry. I tried to not stare at his lips, but my eyes were drawn to them. They were nice. Full and pink. Definitely kissable. Not that I would ever kiss them.