The Billionaire's Hired Girlfriend

Chapter 27

Alexandra stared at herself in the mirror, wondering if perhaps she was a bit too pale in that lotus-pink mini wrap dress. No, she looked all right. She was just a bit tired; that was all.

She groaned. She didn't feel up for the bachelorette party, but she had already agreed with Kelly that she'd come along. It was supposed to be fun, after all, with only the girls out and about having a good time. She hoped they wouldn't be doing anything too embarrassing or naughty like back in Dunedin, such as making the bride kiss random guys and ask for guys' underwear in the bar.

"You look fine," she murmured to herself, once again wondering where Jayden was. She hadn't seen him all day, and already she missed him dearly, which was a bad sign. She knew she was getting too attached to him. Now, every minute she was thinking about him, which was crazy.

She quickly put on her black pumps, grabbed her handbag, and left the room.

Down by the door, she saw Gracie looking rather anxious. Perhaps she was nervous and emotional about the wedding. It was a big thing for a mother, after all, to let her only daughter go.

"You look beautiful," Gracie commented.

"Thank you," Alex replied. "I love Laura's makeup. She makes my eyes look bigger."

"Yes, she is good. Are you sure you're feeling well enough to go?"

"Yes. I've agreed with Kelly, so I'm not letting her down."

"Don't you tire yourself you out," Gracie said. "You have to look after yourself."

"Of course I won't tire myself." Alex chuckled.

Kelly came down the stairs then and said, "Don't worry, Mom. Alex is a big girl."

"Yes, of course." Gracie agreed. "Now, you go and have fun."

Kelly kissed Gracie on the cheek. "We will," she said and led Alex to the BMW.

"Good night," Alex said to Gracie.

"Good night," Gracie replied, nodding. She watched until the convertible was out of sight before she shut the door. In the corridor, she stopped and gazed at the phone. She sighed, picked the receiver up, and started dialing.

* * * * *

Kelly's bachelorette party began at Parcha, where they had their late dinner in a privately booked room. The food was excellent, and the service was impeccable. Alex thoroughly enjoyed herself. She looked around the table and was pretty sure the other eight girls were also enjoying themselves tremendously, considering the amount of alcohol involved. She was glad Kelly and Stephanie chose to sit next to her, and they made sure she didn't get left out of anything.

When the meal was over, they left for the club.

Alex couldn't believe there were so many people, young women dressed in their most expensive, sexiest clothing and men in jeans and formal shirts. The music was loud as people mingled and danced.

Stephanie and Kelly both pulled Alex to the dance floor. Oddly enough, the fast pace of the music made her want to dance. The pumping of her heart sped up, and her blood rushed through her vessels like a Formula One car.

"The bride! The bride!" the girls yelled at the top of their lungs as they danced along with the song "Barbara Streisand" by Duck Sauce. Suddenly, Kelly was in the middle of the dance floor and did her moves. Then Kelly grabbed Alex's hands to join. Alex was embarrassed and stood there awkwardly at first, not knowing what to do. When Kelly pulled her along in tune with the music, Alex let go of her reserve and danced. She shook her body and moved her hands as if she were a pro. She closed her eyes and allowed her mind to relax as she moved her body along with the beat.