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All morning, Alice has worn an exuberant smile that only intensifies the closer the time comes to us attending the club. By five o'clock, she's bouncing off the walls. “You don't suppose it's too early to leave now, is it?” she asks the moment she steps from the bathroom cloaked in a white towel.
My gaze drifts from the TV over to her. “You'd have to ask Angelo. Besides, he may have something to say about that outfit.” Then again, they are dating, he'd probably enjoy watching her waltz around in little more than that towel.
“What are you wearing tonight?”
I shrug my shoulders. “Don't know, haven't decided yet. What about you?”
“Well, I thought I might inquire about that gorgeous green dress of yours.”
My lips curve.
“And, I thought you should
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