Something Blue Emily Giffin Novels & Stories

I wasn’t about to tell Colt’s sister I can’t stay off her brother’s dick. “Let’s just keep it light.” Alec sighed. “Poor bastard.” Following his eye sight, a car just pulled up. Jasper let Emmy out at the door before parking. She was huge but looked great in her baby blue dress. It went to her knees and the back flower down to her ankles. However, she didn’t brave heels. “Hey, girl. You look great!” I said, trying to be friendly. “Not sure why I chose blue. I look like a whale if it got stung by a pee and had an allergic reaction to it.”

Yet as he turned to face the guests, he sought out Emily in the crowd. She was easy to spot—in the second row in the bride’s section—and she smiled at him as their gazes caught. She wore a blue dress, her hair in a simple top-knot. Phin’s heart pounded seeing her like this. It was almost unbearable that he couldn’t go to her right then, that he couldn’t sweep her up in his arms and kiss her and tell her how beautiful she was.

“Let’s leave.” “Also, I was thinking of changing my entire outfit. You know Emily always jokes about me having a problem with colour. Should I head to a boutique first and get changed into a brighter coloured suit? I mean, bright colours aren’t really my thing but maybe red? Or no, light blue instead of the deep blue I’m wearing right now? Colours like pink or white would be too extra so how about-”

Blake’s Pov “Can I get you something to drink, Sir?” the bar lady asked, while my eyes followed Emily’s every move. Her beautiful blond hair hanging perfectly down her back, her bright blue eyes that can make any man go numb by just looking at her. Her body is slim and perfect. “No thank you,” I responded while she threw herself at me.

“So blue is my favorite color.” Millie raised an eyebrow, a playful smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “What? I’ve never seen you wear anything blue. It’s always grey or black… or, you know, grey.” Evan chuckled softly and leaned in a bit closer, dropping his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “Well, I’ll let you in on a little secret—I have an assistant who does all the shopping for me.” Millie couldn’t help but roll her eyes, a smirk playing on her lips. “Oh my god. You’re one of them!”

“No, you aren’t. You are still a child and it would take many years for you to become an adult.” “But why’s she going if I’m not.” I frowned and looked at her. She was pointing at someone at the door, I followed her gaze and my jaw dropped when I saw Emily standing there. She looked good in her baby blue straight gown with a slit on the front. “Woah, Ems you look hot,” I said already stupefied by her appearance.

Emily felt a strange comfort in the chaos, like she’d been folded into something older and deeply familiar. By eleven, the house was winding down. One by one, relatives excused themselves with soft goodnights. Adrian stayed behind to wrap up some final emails on his laptop. Emily slipped away upstairs. The guest room they’d been given was quiet, wrapped in the hush of polished wood and thick curtains. Emily stood for a moment after her shower, towel in hand, then walked slowly to the wardrobe. She opened it. The pale blue dress waited—soft folds of chiffon falling like a breath of memory. It was a color like sky before evening, quiet and infinite. Her fingers hovered over it, then closed.

"The ring was for Red's mom. The last time we visited her, she'd painted her nails blue" It clicked. Red's mum was dead. My heart broke at the sound of Red throwing up in the other bathroom. Lee groaned and slid down the wall, rubbing his eyes. He was crying quietly. Instantly, I felt the tears well up my eyes. What sort of monster does such a thing?

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

It's like walking into a place full of rich people. Each time I come out I act as if I'm modeling the clothing. Emily is recording the whole thing on her phone, and we're laughing together the entire time. "Work!" Emily snaps and giggles. I do numerous "model poses" and it's so much fun. She tosses me a pair of blue sunglasses and I try them on. I throw her kisses, and more lips poses. "Okay! Next outfit!" Emily claps. If there's one thing I've learned about Emily, is that she's extremely bossy. It is so far one of my best days. I haven't had fun like this unless I'm with Genelia.