Beautiful."Īvery expressed amusement and said, "You can't be serious. "Do I look okay, Hayden?" she asked her brother, anxiety spiking her voice. Pin-straight hair and natural makeup completed the look. A silver sequin spaghetti strap top with waves of bubblegum satin sat high on her lean legs. The dress she wore was made for her body. Wide eyes scanned the room for her brother. "Damn, girl, don't you look hot," Avery said when Holly stepped out of the bathroom. He was cool and breezy chatting with Avery about the Florida Gators, the school he'd hoped to earn a gymnastics scholarship from. From the charcoal colored pants that hugged his thighs like a second skin, to the rich onyx shirt with the top two buttons left undone that gave way to a glimpse of his firm chest, he wore an impish grin that shouldn't have gotten me tangled inside. Hayden stood off to the side scrolling through his phone, looking as striking as ever. All we needed to do was put on our dresses. Tall mirrors with bright white lights lined the walls. With just a half hour to spare before guests arrived, I sat with Avery, Holly, and Hayden in one of the spare rooms my mom had converted into a dressing room.
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