CHAPTER 39 Cinder-Ella

  ~ CARA ~

  “Do you have any dresses that are formal?”

  I stood in the doorway to Meg’s room, heart fluttering in panic.

  Meg gaped at me. “I have like one, but I don’t think it would fit you in the chest and besides, I don’t think peach is really your color.”

  I slumped. “You’re right. I didn’t think about that. Damn. I didn’t think about any of this. I’ve only got ninety minutes. I’m going to have to tell Mack I can’t go.”

  “Rig should have been the one to ask you, anyway,” Meg said, her forehead furrowed.

  “Wait—what?!”

  A shocked voice rose behind me. I turned around to find three girls standing in the hallway, one of them, a gorgeous blonde that I was pretty sure was in a sorority, was gaping at me while the other two looked on with wide eyes. “Did you say Mack? And Rig?”

  I glanced at Meg. “Yeah. I mean—”

  “They invited you to his dad’s party?”

  I swallowed an uncomfortable lump in my throat. “Yeah.”