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She was really starting to believe that she never would, and she wanted him back.
    She was lonely.
    But was that the only reason she wanted him back? Was it because she was lonely or because she really did miss
him
? Yeah, she had thought about Levi often, but that was when something of his was missing or when she knew he was supposed to be there. If she were honest with herself, she’d admit that she hadn’t really missed him, as a person, but missed his presence. She missed the feel of strong arms wrapped around her in bed. She missed making dinner and eating together. She missed watching TV with him, or talking on the phone. She missed those things, the relationship aspect of it all, but she didn’t miss Levi. It was weird because before, she’d always missed him when he left her. But this time the person she really missed was Blondie.
    Oh, how he stayed on her mind. The night they shared was on replay 24/7. It was hot and perfect. He took such care, such time with her. His lips were soft and warm along her skin. There was so much of him for her to play with. He was so big. Everywhere. The feel of his rough handsalong her smooth skin had her fanning herself as she sat up straighter in the chair.
    Man, he was smoking. Her panties were getting wet just thinking about him.
    Luckily, to take her mind off Blondie, Fallon came out in one of the dresses she was deciding between. Audrey moved her hair behind her ear as she watched her sister step up on the dressing room platform and look at herself in the mirror. The dress was a masterpiece. It was Audrey’s favorite of the two. Made completely of lace, it fit Fallon like a glove. It was tight at the bodice and around her hips before it widened into a full skirt. The bodice came around her neck as a halter, but the underpiece went right above Fallon’s breasts, still giving her a little bit of cleavage. But it was the back that made the dress for Audrey. It dipped all the way down to the top of her bottom, and showed the whole of her back. Plus, the bridesmaid’s dress they chose to go with it was gorgeous.
    “I like it,” Fallon said with her hands on her hips.
    “But …?” Audrey supplied.
    “But I don’t know if I want to go with the innocent, sweet lace thing. It’s not really me, ya know?”
    Audrey knew; they’d had this conversation at least a hundred times. “Yes, Fallon, but you look hot. It shows a lot more skin than the mermaid-style dress. That one is just tight, this one shows boobs and lower back. I mean, what more do you need?”
    Fallon nodded, as she always did, then went back to the dressing room to put on the other dress. They had done this so many times, Audrey should know the exact moment Fallon would come out again. Audrey wasn’t paying attention, though, because she was too busy playing on her phone. She knew she had to keep busy, because if she didn’t, she would think about Blondie.
    Thankfully, just then Fallon came back out in the second dress. It was an off-whitestrapless dress that hugged her curves until right below her knees. Then it went into a big puffy mess. It was pretty, especially the champagne sash that wrapped around her waist, but it did nothing for Audrey. Or Fallon. It was hot, but it wasn’t something that she thought Fallon would be proud of in thirty years when she looked back at the wedding pictures.
    “I like the way this one looks on my hips,” Fallon started as she cocked her head to the side, looking herself over.
    “But …?” Audrey repeated.
    Fallon shot her a grin before saying, “But I don’t like the way it makes my boobs look like they are nonexistent.”
    “You can get a push-up bra,” Audrey said, playing along. But her heart wasn’t in it.
    “What’s wrong with you?” her sister asked, shooting her a concerned look.
    “Fallon, we must’ve done this a hundred times this week. I’m over it. Pick a dress. You’re gonna look hot in anything.”
    Fallon narrowed her eyes as she slowly