Placing his hand on my lower back, Dodge led me away from Minnie. For some reason I was sad. I was comfortable with her. Glancing over my shoulder, Minnie waved as I smiled back weakly. If only I believed the same thing she did.

SITTING ON MY BED, I stared straight ahead at the door that separated Sierra’s room from mine. Ever since our kiss, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it. The way her tongued moved against mine. Then she wrapped her arms around me and deepened it and I thought I had died and gone to heaven.

The knock on the door pulled me out of my thoughts. Getting up, I opened it up to see Sierra standing there, in a robe, looking panicked.

“What’s wrong?” I asked.

Worrying her bottom lip, Sierra looked up and down the hallway and then placed her hands on my chest and pushed me into my room.

Hell, yes! This is what I’m talking about.

Shutting the door, Sierra spun around and looked at me. “I have a problem.”

Wiggling my eyebrows, I asked, “Ah, baby. And you thought I could ease it for you?”

Sierra looked at me like I had lost my mind. “What?” Shaking her head, Sierra let out a frustrated sigh. “Dodge, I’m serious. I can’t get the zipper down on my dress. I asked your mother which dress I should wear and she said the long formal. I can’t get it on! What am I going to do? I don’t want to disappoint your mother. I really like her.”

Laughing, I said, “Just slip it over your head.”

Sierra glared at me and my heart fell even more for her.

“It doesn’t just slip over your head, Dodge. It’s not a sweater. It’s a gown!” Grabbing me, she turned and opened the door and peeked out.

“You know, there is a door that separates our two rooms,” I said as Sierra looked back at me with a gaped open mouth.

“There is?”

“Sierra, did you not notice the door in your room?”

Frowning, she shook her head. Taking her hand in mine, I led her over to the door. Grabbing the key off the holder next to the door, I unlocked and opened the door up and pushed Sierra into her room.

“Holy shit! How did I not even see this door?” Looking next to the door, she touched the key hanging up. “So even if I lock the door, you can still come in with your key?”

Smiling, I gave Sierra a wink. “Yep.”

Placing her hands on her hips, Sierra shook her head. “That’s stupid. That makes no sense at all.”

Shrugging, I placed my key in my pocket and slapped my hands together. It was then Sierra noticed I was already dressed. Her eyes moved slowly over my body as she let out a low moan that I was positive she didn’t mean to let out.

“You look . . . amazing,” Sierra said as she took two steps away from me. Adjusting the bow on my tux, I gave Sierra a wink.

“I’d like to think I look fancy. You know like Iggy Iggy’s song.”

Sierra pulled her head back and let out a gruff laugh. “Why did you say her name twice? It’s just Iggy.”

“You do, I. GG. Y. Iggy, Iggy.” I made a motion with my hands like I was rapping. “You feel me?”

“Oh. My. God. Don’t ever do that again. Please,” Sierra said as she spun around and picked up the light-blue gown. Turning it around, she practically shoved the dress into my face.

Rubbing my hands together, I worked on the zipper. Pulling a few times, I started to worry. “Um . . . Sierra . . . I don’t think this zipper is gonna budge.”

“No! It has to!” Tears began to build in Sierra’s eyes. “I still have to do my hair and your mother said how important this benefit ball was and I don’t . . . I don’t . . .”

Facing away from me, Sierra cursed. “Shit. It’s just your mom was so sweet to me when we came home earlier and told me about the benefit and I . . . I . . . I just wanted to look nice . . . for your parents. She liked this gown and asked me to wear it.”

My heart broke as I heard the hurt in Sierra’s voice. I took the dress and sat down and started working on it again. “Start working on your hair, Sierra. I’ll work on the zipper.”

Sierra spun on her heels and smiled so big it had my dick jumping and my heart dropping to the ground. Walking over to me, Sierra threw her arms around me. “Thank you, Dodge! It won’t take me long to do my hair.”

Sierra walked into the bathroom while I worked on the stupid-ass zipper. Finally it broke loose and unzipped. “I got it!” I yelled. Glancing down at my watch, I stood up and laid the dress on the bed. “It’s almost time to go, Sierra.”