Free On the Edge by V.E. Avance Page B

bit after that. 
                  “May I escort you ladies to your waiting dates?” He asks with both arms out for us.
                  “Oh, the guys are here?” I question.
                  “Yes, they just arrived and are waiting in the living room.”
                  “Well, then, better not keep them waiting,” Katherine announces.
                  Those pesky butterflies have made their infamous appearance as I walk down the hallway toward the living room.  Will I always feel that fluttering with Tommy?  Katherine makes her way into the living room before I do.  All eyes turn to face us and I am floored when I see Chris and Tommy.  These two men really look great.  They really clean up a lot nicer than Katherine and I do. 
                  Tommy is wearing a grey suit with a tie and vest that match the color of my dress perfectly.  His hair has been trimmed and he is sporting a goatee.  I love the way that Tommy looks now but nothing compares to his bad boy look.  Too bad he couldn’t wear his leather jacket for the event.
                  Chris looks just as stunning in a black suit with a tie and vest to match Katherine’s light green dress.  Chris is clean shaven with his hair brushed back.  These two guys are absolutely breath taking, but I have to say that my Tommy is the most handsome man in the room.
                  “Wow, Abigail, you look fantastic,” Tommy says.
                  “You don’t look half bad yourself, handsome,” I say with a come-hither look across my face.  Tommy is more than handsome but I can’t come up with a word to describe him.
                  “Katherine, you’re beautiful,” Chris stammers.
                  “I know.  You look good too, Chris,” Katherine replies matter-of-factly.  Sometimes I wish she wasn’t so conceited with her looks.  She is hard on herself when she doesn’t have makeup on and then goes to the queen of stuck-up once she’s all dolled up.
                  The guys walk over and place our corsages on our wrists.  They are both matching with three white rose buds surrounded by baby’s breath.  I’m sure my parent’s ordered the corsages because there is no way that these guys accidentally picked out the same ones.  It doesn’t matter, they are beautiful regardless.
                  My parents are taking pictures and posing us all over the place.  They have to get pictures of all of us together, alone, with our dates, the guys together and the girls together.  My face is hurting from being in a constant smile for so long.  My brother even sneaks into a picture of Katherine and me together.  He squeezes himself between us and has an arm around each of our waists’.  After that picture, Michael kisses my cheek and then Katherine’s and hands us over to our respectful dates.
                  “The limo is waiting to take us to dinner,” Tommy explains.
                  I give my parents a hug and kiss and remind them that I will not be coming home tonight before taking Tommy’s hand and heading outside.  The limo driver is there with the door open for the four of us to climb in.  I’ve never been in a limo before.  It’s so spacious inside.  I climb in behind Katherine and the guys follow.  Katherine and Chris are sitting side by side but not touching in front of Tommy and me.  Tommy and I are wrapped in each other’s embrace as the driver takes us out to dinner.  Katherine has made reservations at Chili’s Bar and Grill.  The waitress seats us in a corner booth and hands us our menus.  It doesn’t take long before our orders are in and we have our drinks in front of us.
                  “So, how did you and Chris meet?” Tommy breaks the silence.
                  “Oh, he plays offense for our varsity football