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Mariah's POV
I slid on my dress and got ready as I watched Whitney and Janet walked into my room,
"Damn. No knocking?" They shrugged and I shook my head as I finished doing my makeup at the vanity. Whitney grabbed a pair of my earrings, trying to see if they matched her cheetah print shirt, and smiled,
"Mind if I wear these? All Janet has are hoops with those damn keys." Janet squinted and sat on my bed,
"Oh, shut up!" I glanced at Whit and pointed my makeup brush at her,
"Lose them and you're paying me back." She waved me off,
"Hush. They're probably about $10." I went back to applying my blush,
"Excuse you, but those are a one of a kind emerald cut, pigeon blood ruby. It's worth more than your career." She shot me a glare as Janet cracked up in the background. I smirked and glanced at her through the mirror. Damn, I hadn't noticed how good she looked.
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Maybe it was the fact that all she had under that cardigan was a black bralette on, or maybe it was because she oozed sex appeal, but no matter the reason, I couldn't deny the fact that she ultimately turned me on. No, I wasn't a lesbian, but... Janet made me question it.
"You done yet?" I snapped out of my thoughts and looked at Whitney,
"Oh, uh.. yeah." I stood up and blushed softly as they whistled at me. I only had on a spaghetti strap dress with my hair straightened, so I wasn't sure what the big appeal was.
"Look at those curves, Mimi!" I laughed and covered my face shyly as I grabbed my purse,
"Hush... just come on." They snickered and Whitney lead the way out of the room. Janet slowly got up and I bit my lip staring at her body shape. This girl had it all, but I wondered if she knew that.
"Take a picture. It'll last longer." She snickered and walked out as my face burned of embarrassment. If I could choose a moment to die, now would be the time. We made our way downstairs and stopped once we heard a commotion coming from the kitchen. Janet took the initiative to check it out since we had on heels.
