Free The Playboy's Princess by Joy Fulcher Page A

school to get his car.

Chapter Six
    The Importance of Night Butt
    “O H , S HIT !” J ADE S WORE as her phone started to ring. She rummaged through her handbag and dropped her keys. Bending down, she grabbed them off her welcome mat and held the phone to her ear with her shoulder as she shoved the key in the lock and swung the heavy door open.
    “Are you home yet?” Clare asked impatiently, forgoing a greeting.
    “I’m just walking through the door now,” Jade said as she tossed her keys and handbag onto the kitchen counter and walked over to the couch.
    “Well, don’t even think about sitting down. Tell me what you’re planning on wearing tonight,” Clare demanded.
    With a loud sigh, Jade bypassed the couch and headed down the hallway to her bedroom. Lying on the bed were the clothes she’d picked out before she went to work that morning.
    “I’m going to wear my dark denim jeans and that black halter top you insisted I buy,” she said, hoping her selection would please Clare.
    “Hmm. Are those the jeans that hug your butt?”
    “Yes, the ones that you said my ass looked sexy in when we met for brunch last weekend.” Jade nodded, even though she knew that Clare couldn’t see the action.
    “Nope! They won’t do at all!” her friend replied firmly.
    “What?” Jade gasped. “You specifically told me that those jeans made my ass look hot.”
    “They make your morning ass look hot,” Clare corrected. “You need a whole other look for night butt.”
    Jade froze with her mouth open, not quite sure how to respond to Clare’s logic.
    “Huh?” was all she managed.
    Clare sighed and began to talk slowly, as if Jade was stupid. “Your butt is perkier in the morning, so those jeans emphasize that. At night, gravity has had a whole day to pull your cheeks down, so you need a different style of pants to get the same sexy look.” She spoke as if it were the simplest concept in the world to grasp.
    “I see. And what kind of style do I need for night butt?” Jade asked, playing along.
    “Well, something firm, to hold your butt in place, but something softer than denim so it’s sexy.”
    Again, Jade was silent. Clare wanted something to hold her butt in place? Where did she think her butt was going to run off to?
    “I’ve got it!” Clare shrieked. “Wear those three-quarter black capri pants that make your legs look longer.”
    Jade pulled open her closet and grabbed the black pants off the hanger before smirking. “My legs longer? I thought these were supposed to give me nice night butt.”
    “Oh, well, those pants will do both! They’re tailored, so your ass will look phenomenal, plus your legs will look amazing,” Clare said proudly.
    “Problem.” Jade stared at the pants she had just laid down on the bed next to the black halter top. “I look like I’m going to a funeral.”
    “You’re right. You can’t wear black pants and a black top on your first official date with this mystery hottie…What about the red wrap-around shirt I bought you for your birthday?”
    Jade groaned. The red shirt Clare had bought her showed way too much cleavage and was so tight it looked painted on.
    “I, um, don’t know where it is,” she said while staring at it hanging in the closet with its tags still attached.
    “Liar.” Clare laughed. “Just try it on.”
    Grumbling to herself, Jade pulled it out of the closet and held it up, pulling on the material to see if she could stretch it out at all.
    “Stop messing around and just put it on,” Clare encouraged through the phone.
    With an exaggerated sigh so Clare would know she wasn’t happy, Jade took her T-shirt off and dropped it on the floor before wrapping the red fabric around herself and tying the straps at the front under her bust. She looked into the mirror and rolled her eyes. Her breasts looked like they would fall out of the flimsy fabric if she sneezed too hard.
    “I’m not wearing it, Clare,” Jade insisted.
    “Take a photo and send it