“You got this, Jules,” she said under her breath. She sure as hell did. Most girls would start with the porn star hair flips and flash as much skin as possible; that was their prerogative. But Jules freaked out about a dress showing some cleavage. Jules let a curse fly here and there and glanced around like the swear police would come lock her up. Jules baked congrats cupcakes for my game. Jules was here with me when she could be anywhere else. Jules was a secret sexy goddess who had a pole in her bedroom.
