*Mila*
The night of the party, I got dressed up in a slip of a dress that hugged my curves tightly. It fell elegantly to my ankles and had a slit up the leg to my thigh. It had spaghetti straps. The dress was a crimson red satin with a lighter red chiffon covering.
It was the most dressed up I’d been in a long time. Even more beautiful than the time Soren took me to lunch in the gardens.
I ran my hands up and down my sides, delighting in the cool feeling of the satin against my skin.
Soren, Payne, Ashley, and I headed to the edge of town where there was a run down looking hotel. It had no exterior lights but I could hear cheerful party music from inside and some of the windows were lit up with warm lighting.
“This is where the party is?’ I asked, cocking my head at the shabby building.
“It is much nicer on the inside,” Ashley assured.
She was right!
