I swallowed hard. “Yeah,” I finally answered.
Juliana grinned as if she knew that I was trying not to check out her beautiful legs. “She talks about you and Andrea often. How close you guys are. She even told me that she thought you were pretty.”
I glanced at her. “Really?”
Juliana nodded, running the tip of her finger along her cleavage. My eyes followed the digit as it traced the swell of each breast. “She didn’t lie,” she murmured. “You are pretty.”
“Thanks,” I said, feeling my face turn red. The way she was looking at me was making me feel funny. And turned on. I was surprised. I’d never paid attention to women. They didn’t do anything for me. But there was something about Juliana that was making me wonder what she looked like under that dress.
“She said you broke up with your boy
