If you're loved by someone, you're never rejected, decide what to be and GO BE IT
-The Avett brothers
Recommend Reading Introduction to Unproven
DEFINITELY READ Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Grayson stepped out from under the shower head in the locker room and turned toward the mirror on the far wall, a faint smile touching his lips as he caught sight of his reflection. Some people might call his admiration vain, but he worked damn hard for his muscled physique, he’d earned the right to be proud of it. And judging by that girl’s reaction, Aryanne’s reaction he amended, he was certainly something to look at. He smiled slightly. Aryanne. He liked that name, it suited her pixie looks.
Strange how he’d never noticed her before this morning and now she was turning up everywhere. The parking lot, the gym, the party tonight… She was definitely on his list now. He had no doubt she was into him, she’d made that clear. Unfortunately she might not make the final cut. Judging by her dress code she wasn’t likely to fall on her back anytime soon and while he was willing to do a little work to get there he didn’t want to spend two months playing kissy face. Hell no. A couple of weeks max. One week for kissy face, one for touchy-feely, and a full on thrust by that weekend.
An image of her naked on her knees popped into his head and it was startlingly erotic. It’s those eyes, he thought. Not just because they were a beautiful shape and color but also because they were so expressively innocent and guileless. When she’d looked up at him he’d had the distinct impression of a fawn caught in headlights.
His dick started throbbing and he cursed under his breath. Bad train of thought, he knew better. He looked down at himself and groaned, quickly pulling on his gear before anyone else came in. His cock was standing at full mast and his balls had begun to swell. He was gonna be in serious fucking pain by tomorrow and since he wouldn’t see Monica until late at night the whole day was gonna be hell. He would have to get thoroughly tanked tonight if he had any hope of sleeping.
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“Honey you look absolutely stunning, but can I get in front of my mirror now?” Andie asked sweetly.
Ary stood in front of the full-length mirror in Andie’s bedroom, staring at the stranger looking back. She’d expected a change, but this was way beyond what she’d imagined. She grinned as she stepped aside.
They had gone to the high-class salon and after two hours of washing, snipping, moisturizing, powdering, and painting they had finally understood why certain girls in their class always looked like they’d stepped out of a fashion magazine. Girls like Kara and Brooke visited expensive salons twice a week and where once they’d scoffed at this, now not so much. This morning Ary’s light-blonde hair had been dull and lifeless, pulled into a low ponytail to hide the fact. And now? When she tossed her head it fell around her shoulders in a cascade of shimmering ripples just like the women on shampoo commercials. And her face? The way they’d shaped her eyebrows made her lashes seem thicker and longer, and the touch of green shadow on her lids brought out the color of her eyes making them vividly beautiful. They'd added a hint of color to her cheeks and lips and she couldn’t understand how it made that much difference, but it did.
And that was just the neck up, the outfit was the topper. She was wearing a shiny light-green shirt that matched her eyes and tied up around her neck pressing her modest full B cups together and creating cleavage while not quite covering her navel, along with a silver miniskirt that hugged her cheeks proving she did in fact have a butt, and a shapely one if a bit on the small side. The finishing touch was a pair of green and silver stilettos and wow she looked hot. Seriously hot. Even her legs seemed longer thanks to the shortness of the skirt.
A bubble of excitement rippled through her as she turned to the rest of the girls who all wore similar star-struck looks as they admired themselves. Andie's long thick brown hair, which she usually kept in a braid, had been cut and layered and now fell a few inches down her back in an attractive wave. The subtle gold shadow they’d applied to her eyelids made the copper of her irises stand out, and the rose-colored gloss on her lips accentuated her already-dazzling smile. In Ary’s opinion she was the most beautiful one of their group, with her long legs and large boobs, especially in the wine-colored summer dress she was wearing that complemented her features.
As for Sonya, she looked adorable. Her reddish-brown hair, which normally appeared thin, was now bouncy and full, and they’d used cover-up to subdue her freckles. Like Andie she’d chosen a casual dress, though in multicolor pastels and a bit shorter and bouncier.
Ary's gaze slid to Amanda. The makeup they’d applied accented her high cheekbones and brought out her light-blue eyes, and the subtle blonde highlights they’d added to her ash brown hair created a result that was stunning. The dress she had chosen, however, was a little...well tight. Not that it didn't look good, it certainly popped out her booty. But it didn't leave much to the imagination, and Ary wasn't sure whether that particular shade of pink was her color. Still, she felt all four of them were as sexy as any one of the girls in Brooke and Kara's clique, if not sexier.
“Well, it’s almost time to go, are we ready?” Andie demanded. At the chorus of yes’s she smiled arrogantly. “We are so gonna rock this party.”
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