“Don’t give up now. You don’t want to become an old maid, do you?” Caroline pestered with a hiccup.
“Now you sound like my mother.” I shot her a wicked stare through the mirror.
“Your mom is a very smart lady,” Annie insisted as she thumbed through my bag of lipsticks on the counter. “Can I borrow this one?” she asked, holding up a bright red showstopper.
“Of course.”
As seven o’clock rolled around, I slipped into a cream-colored, tight-fitting dress and modeled it for my girls.
“What do you think?” I asked as I twirled in the living room.
They both clapped.
“You have found a winner,” Annie cheered as she shimmied into my green dress on the other side of the room.
I topped my outfit off with leopard print pumps and a black envelope clutch.Showtime.
Caroline grabbed her oversized purse, slinging it over her shoulder.
Gripping her arm, I stopped her a few feet from the door. “Why don’t you stay here tonight? I’m going to Uber to my date since I had some wine, and Annie, you should do the same thing. We can have a slumber party when our dates are over.”
“Yay!” Caroline cheered. “Girls’ night to be continued!”
“Sounds like an amazing idea,” Annie responded, pulling out her phone to order a car.