Free Laugh Like You've Never Cried (Summer Lake 5) by SJ McCoy Page A

up. He'd be here in half an hour, she didn't have time to worry if it was silly. Instead of Missy though, she dialed Kenzie's number.
    “Hey, sis. Have you changed your mind about coming to Nashville?”
    She certainly didn't have time to get into that one. “No, but I changed my mind about probably not seeing Michael again. He's coming in half an hour and I don't know what to wear!”
    Kenzie laughed. “Well, good for you. I'm glad you called me. You still have that box of my clothes, don't you? Pick something out of there.”
    “Oh, Kenzie, I couldn't! Your things are too...too...”
    Kenzie laughed again. “Too what, Megan? Too slutty?”
    “No! I didn't mean that. Your clothes are beautiful—on you. I just wouldn't feel right in them, they're too....sexy!”
    “Well, if you're going out on a date, don't you want to feel sexy?”
    “Yes I do, but....”
    “You do? Oh, my God! I was teasing! Okay then, this is serious, little sister. Where are you going and what's the weather like?”
    “He's picking me up in his car and we're going out for a drive. It's sunny and really quite warm.”
    “In that case, do you still have that white sundress you bought? The one you got to come to that picnic you chickened out of.”
    “I do, but Kenzie, it's strapless. I can't wear a bra with it.”
    “Exactly! You look drop-dead gorgeous in it, and it shows off those fabulous boobs you're always hiding!”
    “Kenz, this is me you're talking to! Why do you think I chickened out of the picnic?!”
    “Because you didn't want people to find out how gorgeous you are. But it sounds as if you really like this guy. He must like you if he wants to see you again, so why not let him see you?”
    Megan thought about it. Could she do that? “But what if it gets colder?”
    “You have my little old black biker jacket. That would go perfectly with the dress.”
    “It would? But it's so different.”
    “Exactly. The dress is sweet, the jacket is sexy, the combination will be irresistible!”
    “But, Kenzie....”
    “But nothing, Megan. You called for my advice. Now you have it, and now you have twenty minutes to get ready. It's your call. Do you sit and worry about it and end up going out in your jeans, or do you trust the one who knows and just do it?”
    Megan smiled. “I'm going to do it! I'm going to go and put them on right now, before I change my mind!”
    Kenzie laughed. “Well done! I'm proud of you. I don't suppose you ever bought any makeup did you?”
    “No, but I still have the lipstick you gave me and that mascara. Do you think I need more?”
    “No you don't. Wear what you've got, but Megan, you don't need any at all. You're beautiful! You're my little wild gypsy. Just act like you believe it. Now go, get ready, and have a wonderful time, okay?”
    “I'll try. Thanks Kenzie.”
    “Thank you for calling. I'm not much use to you most of the time, but this is one area I can help with. Call me? Tell me all about it?”
    “I will. Thanks. Love you,  Kenzie.”
    “Love you too, sis. And Megan?”
    “Yes?”
    “Leave your hair down.”
    “Oh, but I was....”
    Kenzie laughed. “Just do it, okay?”
    “Okay.”

Chapter Seven
    M egan paced the kitchen. Could she really go out looking like this? She pulled the jacket on and tried to zip it up. Of course, it wouldn't go all the way up. The higher she pulled the zipper the bigger her boobs looked. She was hoping to hide them—not emphasize them! With the jacket open it wasn't so bad, and Kenzie had been right, it did work really well with the dress. She was glad her cowboy boots worked too, since she didn't have any shoes that went with dresses. She'd looked at the ones in Kenzie's box, but no way would she be able to walk in those. They were all too high and spikey.
    She paced back to the mirror in the hallway, with Ollie at her heels. Last night she'd wished she was someone else, and now, with her hair falling loose around her shoulders, wearing this get-up, she