Chapter 3 My Party

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"With pleasure." Liam stepped towards me and zipped up my dress.

Tingles went up my spine when he touched my bare skin, and I could have sworn I felt sparks. I pinned them on nerves for the party, since everyone was going to be there. And that means my parents, my whore of a sister, Tyler, the rest of the pack, and Midnight Moon pack as well due to the treaty. It was a party that I was definitely nervous about.

"I'm thinking about ditching the party and going for cheeseburgers and smoothies," I muttered.

Liam chucked. "You know Brooke would kill you for abandoning the party she's been planning for, like, a month. Besides, you can't ditch me and leave me to suffer Brooke's wrath alone. She's insufferable enough without her trying to kill me."

"I heard that!" Brooke yelled from the bathroom.

Liam and I laughed, and he stepped back from me. I immediately felt the loss of contact, and the tingles subsided almost immediately. "So, I have a present for you."

"I thought we agreed on no presents," I said, raising an eyebrow. 

"I know, but what kind of friend would I be if I had actually held up that end? It's your seventeenth birthday, you need a present." He took out a box and opened it. There was a beautiful necklace with a silver pendant shaped like a cresent moon and sparkled in the light.

"It's beautiful," I admitted, stunned by the diamonds. "How the hell did you get this?"

"I found it when I was out shopping with my mom." Liam shrugged. "Wait and see what Brooke got you. You'll either faint from excitement or go ballistic."

I laughed, still stunned from the expensiveness of his gift. "Thanks for the warning. Help me put on the necklace?"

"Of course. What would you do without me?"

"I'd have Brooke put it on me."

Liam rolled his eyes and took out the necklace from the box. I moved my hair and saw Liam's arms go around me. The cool pendant hit my chest, and I heard Liam put the clasp together.

His hands lingered on my neck for a second too long, but I surprisingly didn't mind it. In fact, I almost wanted his hands to stay there. Pushing the thoughts from my head, I turned to face Liam.

His blonde hair was styled messily but sexy, and he was in dark jeans and a white shirt that made his eyes look even darker. He looked absolutely mouthwatering.

"Nice outfit," I said, surprised by my own thoughts.

Liam smiled. "Thanks. You don't look too bad yourself."

I laughed. "Well, you're the one who wanted to coordinate. Nice timing, by the way. I was seconds away from being an only child."

"Good thing I called when I did. I wouldn't want you to be exiled forever. Do you know how bored I would be?"

"Glad that your loneliness is the only cause of your concern," I said sarcastically. 

"Well, aren't you a sassy lassy."

"You've spent enough time around me to know I am the epitome of sass."

"Will you two stop flirting and get down to the party," Brooke said as she entered my room. 

She had on purple eyeshadow which made her hazel eyes pop. Long story short, she looked better than me, which made me resent her slightly. But then again, Brooke was naturally gorgeous. Perks of having the werewolf gene.

"We weren't flirting," I defended, stepping away from Liam slightly.

Brooke laughed. "Keep telling yourself that, darling. Now let's get going! We've got a party to attend to!"

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