Making Him Jealous

It's fine, Mom; we don't have to do everything.

While mom, Skylar, and I are headed to Adrian's aunt's party, Mrs. Voilet Locason, who is Adrian's father's sister, I murmured while tucking in my upper lip.

Skylar placed her hand over my shoulder and whispered, "Trust me, Emberly, you will thank us later."

I examined myself in the mirror; I am dressed in a pink off-shoulder prom gown with a deep cut that highlights my cleavage and a little cut from my lower thigh that accentuates my left thigh; mom and Skylar are also dressed elegantly in expensive gowns.

We walked into a posh hotel where the party was being hosted.

I observed a lot of people here, women trailing in their costly dresses, guys in suits, some even smoking, and waiters rushing about with appetizers and refreshers. It's like a typical family party, with kids running around and bumping into servers.

Then, an attractive woman with long brown hair and dressed in a yellow extravagant gown approached us; I assumed she was Adri