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“Hello, Jessica. Are you ready? I’m on my way.” He was picking up his girlfriend for the upcoming ESPN awards night. First, he stopped by her stylist’s shop. When he arrived, he was awestruck. She looked stunning in a red tube gown adorned with sparkling stones. The dress complemented her fair, smooth skin perfectly. Her long hair was swept up, highlighting her beautiful face, and her full, red lips perfectly matched the elegance of her gown. Her shoulders were exposed, accentuated by a delicate necklace dotted with tiny diamonds, completing a look that was simply breathtaking.

Chapter 15: Nicky "Do you think I look good or are you lying to me because I'm your friend?" Nicky looked like a model who had just gotten out of Victoria's Secret runway. Her long legs, thin body, and completely symmetric face were the perfect combination. And not to mention her charming French accent, she was truly a delight. She was trying a cute little dress and cared about Gigi's opinion. Even though Gigi hadn't been studying Fashion for that long, in her friends' fantasy she was already better than Donatella Versace herself.

"Hey." Jack stood speechless for a few moments. He was just heading to hers and here she was, looking as beautiful as ever. She wore a white sundress, her beautiful hair in a bun on top of her head. She wore a clear pinkish lipgloss and a little eyeliner. Simple but gorgeous, just the way Jack liked her. She was like a drop of fresh cool water in the hottest desert. An absolute breath of fresh air and Jack just lost himself staring at the beauty that she was.

Jack asked, watching my reflection with me as I wore the dress he got for me. The dress was a sleek red slip, the kind that didn’t need more details to look expensive. No glitter. No lace. Just red... and stunning. It exposed my bare shoulders but kept my arms warm with long sleeves. The flare ended just below my knee, and paired it with maroon wedges that Jack had picked for me. My hair cascaded down my back as he’d requested, which he brushed aside to plant a kiss on my shoulder, sending a shiver of that familiar, needy sensation down my spine.

It is said in the public record that Jack's legal mother is Lilac. Two hours later, it was time to go to the wedding. It was a summer wedding, so I wore a strapless purple satin dress. I grew my hair again, styling it in luscious waves. It suited me. I wore my high heels, carried my bag, and went downstairs. The whole family was waiting for me in the foyer. I smiled when I looked at Solara. She wore a cute purple dress that matched her shoes. It wasn't pink, but it was progress.

Jenna promises. Looking at Sarah she is in an equally gorgeous dress. She had selected a navy-blue dress with a high neckline, skirt to her knees. When she turned the dress was open showing off her back. She would have to go braless, like me, to wear the dress properly. Turning back, she smiled at me, “I am also planning on knocking more than socks off of Jack tonight,” she says with a wink at me.

Kelly laughed when he tried to take credit for preparing the meal himself, knowing full well that Jack had never lifted a cooking utensil in his life. On Friday, she and Mabry took the train into the city and found a cocktail dress for the party Jack and Kelly were hosting. The designer’s name meant nothing to Kelly but Aunt Mabry was impressed by it and Kelly liked the dress. It was silky black with an a-line skirt that flared around her thighs. Swarovski crystals sprinkled like raindrops from the waist to the hem and the spaghetti straps were also dotted with tiny, sparkling crystals. The saleswoman was right; it did show off Kelly’s hourglass figure and generous curves and Kelly ended up

Her eyes were blue, and her lips were big and a little broad. She was back in good form, having lost most of her pregnancy weight in just three months. Jackie stood about 5'8 ′′ tall, and the outfit she was wearing just enhanced her appearance. It's not like she needs it. Given that it was the middle of summer, it was only natural that she was wearing a black spaghetti strap top, which she had re-tied but without a bra. She was then dressed in light-colored jean shorts that probably came to about mid-thigh,

Wrapped in a white dress with floral motifs, Shaquelle was ready with a small crown on her head. This is Jerry's choice of dress, which this morning was delivered by a famous designer, not to mention that this dress features a small crown currently on top of her head. Even the makeup artist tied Shaquelle's long hair beautifully, leaving only a few strands. "Oma, is Jerry not here yet?" Shaquelle asked when she saw Grandma go into her room.

She held a box lunch in her hands. "Hello," she said. Jack pulled his lip through his teeth. "Hi." His stomach flipped over itself and the butterflies fluttered. He felt ready to vomit. He couldn't keep his eyes from running over her figure. She wore a white strapless dress with a navy suit jacket. Her collar bones were exposed. He couldn't keep his mind from remembering the sweatdrops pooling on top of them. He squeezed his eyes shut for a moment. He needed to picture the real Alex. Why couldn't he find the differences anymore?