FINAL BOOK 2: EPILOGUE

"You look good," a familiar voice comments from the doorway as I step into my high heels. I look up to see my roommate. "Thanks, Rica." I glance between her and the fish on my desk. "I appreciate you looking out for Heath while I was gone. You didn"t have to clean his bowl, too." "I didn"t." I rise from the bed, smoothing down the silver dress that ends halfway down my thighs. I fold my arms across my chest. "Yeah, you did. But it"s cool. You don"t have to admit it." She rolls her eyes, and I continue. "DJ Payne"s playing in Brooklyn this weekend. I saw him on your playlist. Andie and I want to go, and we want you to come." "I"ll see what I can do." Her mouth purses. "Where are you going in the ‘fuck me" dress?" I grin. "Timothy"s taking me out." Ri