Seducing My Werewolf Hockey Captain
I held up a simple white sundress and a clean pair of white sneakers.
Elodie stared at the dress, her face twisting into a completely judgmental expression. "That’s what you’re planning to wear?"
"Yeah. It’s a nice, simple outfit," I said, looking down at it.
"It is cute, Gwen, don't get me wrong," Elodie said, trying to be nice but failing. "But it completely misses the vibe of where we’re going. It's a nighttime block party in an abandoned stadium, not a Sunday brunch."
"But it's comfortable, and I’ve only worn it once—"