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whether they were surprised at the party or confused over all
the ridiculous costumes.
    “Uh, what’s going on?” Alexander asked, his eyebrows
furrowed together, his jaw set tight, and his eyes honed in on
Jill’s cleavage.
    “What’s this?” Oliver also asked, but his eyes
shifted between Heather and the rest of the guests.
    “It’s a belated surprise birthday party!” Heather
said, as she turned up the volume of the music, which got everyone
to resume dancing and drinking.
    Oliver looked at Jillian. “I see that, but why are
you dressed like . . .”
    “I’m Jessica Rabbit. Apparently she was a very
popular cartoon character from the eighties. Heather wanted an
eighties-themed party since we missed the eighties.”
    “She missed the eighties too. None of us were born
in the eighties.” Oliver laughed. It was all so ridiculous and
nonsensical for anyone except for those who knew Heather. Since it
was Heather’s doing, it somehow made sense.
    “I know, but the eighties were the best! It was the
funnest decade.” Heather replied.
    “Funnest? Jill’s rubbing off. You’re making up words
too?”
    “Hon’, stop being the grammar patrol, and tell me
how much you love your surprise,” she teased Oliver.
    “I do love it. Thank you!” Oliver yelled over the
music and reached down and kissed her cheek. Heather’s face turned
the same color as Jill’s hair. Jill had never seen Heather blush
over anything.
    Alexander had yet to say a word. Jill nudged his
ribs with her elbow. “I’m speechless. I’m gonna have to see that
cartoon right away. You look . . . Wow!” Alexander said when he
finally spoke, still staring at Jill and ignoring most of the
conversation happening around him.
    “Well, since you always call me Red and she’s famous
for her red hair, I thought it would be appropriate.”
    “It’s not only the red hair she’s famous for,
Jillian.” Walter, a friend from class, yelled over the music.
    “I see that.” Alexander said, looking down at
Jillian’s breasts again. “Look away, dude. Look away.” Alexander
scowled at Walter and then turned back to Jill, who smiled. “Even
though you look un-fucking-believable, I’d prefer if not everyone
could see so much of you.” He whispered into her ear.
    “Oh stop with the jealous thing.” Jillian said,
rolling her eyes and playfully punching Alexander’s shoulder.
    “Trust me, babe. Every guy here is looking at your
tits.” Alexander grabbed Jill by the waist and pulled her close to
him and brushed his lips on hers. He looked down between them at
her cleavage. It was pressed against him and therefore even more
pronounced. She heard a low growl from deep inside his throat.
“Thanks for the party, Red.” He winked. “I hope you leave that on
for later.” He leaned back, and his eyes moved up and down the
curves of her body.
    “Stop being an ogre. No one is looking at me. Look
over there—that girl is practically naked. I don’t even know what
she’s supposed to be dressed as. I’m a nun compared to her.”
    “Yeah, but that girl isn’t mine. You’re mine, and I
hate seeing other guys looking at you.”
    “Come on, pervert. Let me introduce you to
everyone.” She grabbed his hand and showed him around. Oliver was
talking to Heather on the other side of the room and yelled over to
Jill. “Thanks for the party, Jill!”
    She lifted a cup to him from across the room as a
gesture of cheers. “You’re welcome, Oly.”
    “That guy over there is Mr. T,” Alexander said
proudly.
    “Wow. I’m impressed you knew that.”
    “I know lots of things,” Alexander said, kissing
Jill’s cheek.
    “Okay, so here we have Walter, who’s apparently some
cartoon slash television show named ALF . And this is
Walter’s girlfriend, Justine, who is Punky Brewster , a
television character. And that guy dressed in a white suit is Al
Pacino from Scarface . I’m sure you’ve heard of Scarface .” Alexander nodded and Jill continued. “That