The Hills Party (The Hollywood Twins #1) Read Online Free PDF Page A

pick of any woman he laid eyes on, it didn't make much sense to her that he would be interested in a woman who fumbled over her own words and was not sure if blue shoes matched a black purse. She brushed her worries aside. After all, she was no longer concerned about the finances for the month and she was looking forward to her date with the most interesting guy she had met in months, if not years.
     

     
    *~*~*
     

     
    By the time the afternoon came, Rachel had all of her clothes spread out across her bed. She had no idea what to wear. After what Kyle had seen her in last night, she hoped he would not expect the same revealing style of dress. Since she was going to a party in West Hollywood, she had to at least wear something that wouldn't embarrass him.
     
    "Hey, you ready?" Hanna asked as she poked her head in the door of Rachel's room. When she saw the pile of clothes scattered across Rachel's bed, and her sister's distraught expression, she smiled. "I have just the thing," she promised. Rachel was wary since most of Hanna's clothes were not a style that Rachel liked.
     
    Hanna led Rachel to her room and reached into the very back of her closet. She pulled out a light blue dress. It had rounded sleeves that stopped just below the shoulder and a fitted bodice. It flowed loosely from the waist but offered a sleek look, rather than a poofy skirt. It was a deep shade of blue that would enhance the dark shade of Rachel's hair.
     
    "It's beautiful," she whispered as she looked up at her sister.
     
    Hanna smiled sadly. "Yes well, you're not the only one that dreams of being a princess," she said mockingly and smoothed down the skirt of the dress. Hanna had bought the dress for a special date that had never happened. It was one of the things she did not like to think about in her past.
     
    "It'll look wonderful on you," Hanna insisted and handed the dress over to Rachel. Rachel did not notice the slight sadness in Hanna's eyes as she was so dazzled by the sight of the dress.
     
    Once she had changed, she paused in front of the floor length mirror on the back of her bathroom door. She had to admit that she looked stunning. For once she did not look like the clothes were wearing her. Her figure filled out the curves of the dress nicely, and the skirt fell perfectly, ending just below her knee. She had twisted her dark hair up into a stylish clip at the back of her head, and straw colored tendrils drifted downward from it framing her soft features pleasantly. She smiled at her own reflection. Hanna had been right; she did feel like a princess. She pushed that thought away quickly, not wanting to come across as silly when Kyle arrived.
     
    "Oh Rachel, you look gorgeous!" Hanna squealed when Rachel stepped out into the living room. She did a little spin for her sister's sake, and they both ended up laughing. Hanna hoped that her sister would have the great time she deserved. She would often mock Rachel for being so shy, but the truth was, she was glad she didn't get mixed up with some of the guys that were out there. She would rather see her sister be alone than hurt.
     
    A few minutes later the doorbell rang. Rachel's heart was racing as she answered it. Hanna made herself scarce, but peeked out through the crack in her bedroom door.
     
    "Hi," Rachel said awkwardly when she opened the door to find Kyle standing outside of it. He was dressed in a simple black suit with a white shirt underneath. His sandy hair was combed carefully back and he looked as handsome as she remebered.
     
    "Hi," he replied, his face literally glowing with the smile that spread across it. He kept sweeping his eyes across the dress and back up to hers. "You look amazing," he breathed out, unsure if that was the appropriate thing to say. Rachel could only smile in return.
     
    He led her down the steps to the parking lot, where he had parked his sleek black motorcycle. It was the type that was low to the ground with a wide seat. A Harley Davidson.