Must be a group member before inviting friends
“And my eyes.” I shook my head and gaped at myself, fluttering my eyelashes admiringly. “Whoa, those are—” “Gorgeous?” Claire offered, coming to stand beside me. “Because you are sickeningly gorgeous.” “It’s the makeup,” I assured her, embarrassed. “It’s the girl,” Claire corrected as she slung an arm around my shoulder.
