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Shutting the door with my foot, I head straight for Britt.
“Ohhh,Brittney… you have apresent.” I inspect the box; it’s fairly light, probably something elegant. From what she’s told me about this guy, he spoils her with gifts and is phenomenal in bed. Ugh, so happy for my best friend.
“What the…” Her head pops up next to mine.
“Take it, and open it. I wanna see what’s inside! And we really need to finish getting ready.”
Brittney opens the box carefully, and she lets out a soft gasp when she takes out another smaller box. That one contains a beautiful black diamond necklace. “There’s a note…”
Smokeshow,
Be my lucky charm and wear this for me. See you soon, baby. I love you.
Skyler
Noticing she hasn’t moved, I stare over her shoulder at the note and the gift. “It’s beautiful, babe,” I tell her, guiding her over to the stand-up mirror. I gently take the necklace from her hands and latch it around her neck. “This…this really finishes your outfit.”
Her eyes are teary when she looks at me in the mirror. “I really do love him.”
“Then let’s get sexy as fuck and go cheer on that man of yours!” Clapping my hands, I head to where my makeup bag is on the bed, then grab the curling iron to preheat.Game on.
CHAPTER 28
KC
Mattie informed me via text earlier that he would meet me at our reserved table. He told me that he had acquaintances in the audience—people from out of town that he needed to socialize with first.
My form-fitting chiffon gown is suffocating me. I pose in the mirror and give myself another once-over before we need to head down to the fights. The fit of the bust has my breasts pushed up dramatically, with the rest of the bodice sucking me in, in all the right places. The red heels are surprisingly comfortable. The black gown looks great with the dark purple dye in my hair. I couldn’t decide how to style my hair, so Brittney helped me with a low side ponytail that trails down my left side. Simple diamond stud earrings were an easy choice to finish the look.
Brittney walks up from behind me; her fingertips trail my sunflower tattoo. “It really is so beautiful.” I grab her hand, stopping it, and pull it away from my neck. I turn my body to face Brittney’s and give her a hug. “I miss her too, Kailey. She’d be so proud of you and how you never gave up in this life.”
Unwanted tears fill my eyes. “Okay, stop or you’re gonna make me ruin my makeup.” I grab a tissue from the nightstand and lightly dab underneath my eyes.
Brittney’s hair is down in big, bold curls; her silk halter top gown showing off her hourglass figure. She went with long gold dangle earrings, ones that wouldn’t pull attention away from her new necklace.
“Alright, one last thing to do.” She hands me a deep red lipstick.
“Oh, are we feeling spicy tonight?”
“I’m hoping you’re feeling spicy tonight since Mathew will be here. Maybe he could be more than a hookup, right?”
Her bluish-grey eyes watch me intently in the mirror as I swipe the bold lipstick over my puckered lips. Brittney zeroes in on my necklace, the heart pendant tucked in between my smooshed breasts. I grab another tissue and lightly dab my lips, ignoring her judgment.
“Maybe, he could be, but not tonight, beautiful. I’m here foryou. Let’s just have the best time cheering for your man. Let’s get drunk at the after-party, dance the night away, and crash in this badass suite.”
I look toward the king bed in the middle of the room. “Yes, I see where your mind is going. But I’ll actually be staying with Skyler tonight, after he wins…hopefully.” She crosses her fingers, and we both walk out of the room, heading toward the arena; our elbows link together. “You know, you could’ve gone without that necklace tonight; it would’ve been okay.”
“I could’ve, but it anchors me.” The gown probably would’ve looked better with my chest bare, without a random necklace, but I didn’t really care all that much.
We can hear the music well before we see the crowd of people forming. Brittney gives our names to the men standing guard at the entrance. One turns around, unhooks the rope, and leadsus through to our table. It’s located directly in front of the cage. Ring girls are taking photos with fans. Their outfits leave no room for imagination: red shorts with their ass cheeks hanging out; and white tank tops with push-up bras.
“Isn’t this great?” Britt asks as we both sit down into the high-back elegant chairs. I relax against the cushions; thankfully, they’re comfortable. I’ll definitely be able tosufferthrough watching these fights.
“Yeah, it’s really a vibe, isn’t it?”
“I love the lights, the music, the aura at these fights.” Her eyes look around the arena, hoping to catch a glimpse of her man, I’m sure.
A beautiful, short brunette waitress stops at our table; she’s wearing a black cocktail dress. “What can I start you ladies off with tonight?”
