Title: Worth It
Author: S.M. Shade & C.M Owens
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Publication Date: January 2, 2017
What's the recipe to the ultimate disaster week?
Three unruly friends.
A wedding we shouldn't have been invited to.
Two unexpected romances.
A scoop of sexy.
And a double scoop of chaos.
Lydia is a good girl who is above revenge. Good thing she has us. No one cheats on our best friend and rides off into the sunset with his new bride.
What was supposed to happen? Unleash hell like two badasses. It was a simple plan, but we failed to anticipate a few things. A rogue prosthetic, an accidental exorcism, and dominatrix strippers willing to take things way too far, just to name a few.
What actually happened? As usual, nothing went as planned, especially when two sexy distractions popped into the mix. We were there to avenge our friend, not to get entangled with two cocky, arrogant men, who don’t like to hear the word no. I was sure we could resist.
I mean, it was only a week, right? What could happen in a week?
Not intrigued enough? There's totally a duck in this story.
Ah yeah. Now we have your undivided attention. Enjoy our chaos.
By the time Lydia shows up over an hour later, the ballroom is filled with laughing, chatting women, a few showing off their moves on the dance floor, despite their fancy attire. Gretchen is seething over by the dick fountain, watching the fun with a hateful glare.
“Wow,” Lydia exclaims as more women make their way inside. “I can’t believe Jane invited so many people.”
“She didn’t,” Kasha admits with a devious grin. “I may have tweeted about a big party tonight.”
That explains why most of the new guests aren’t dressed to the nines like the others. It doesn’t explain why some of them are holding vibrators, and even comparing them.
“And why did they bring their sex toys?”
Kasha shrugs. “Vibrator race. First place wins the dick fountain at the end of the night.”
Lydia giggles. “How the hell do you race vibrators?”
“Easy. Put them on the floor and see which rattles across the finish line first. Mom and Jane will love it.”
I sling my arm around Kasha’s shoulders. “We have to be friends until death. I’d be completely terrified of you otherwise.”
“Best bitches until the end,” she agrees, pulling Lydia in for a three-way hug. “Now, let’s have a dick fight.”
Laughing, I down another shot and poke her. “You’re on.”
A few minutes later, the ballroom sounds more like a frat party. A circle of drunk women cheer us on as Kasha and I don the huge inflatable dicks and do our best to knock the other over. I finally get the best of her, and she falls on her stomach. After what she did to the guy at the toy shop, I can’t resist jumping on her back and humping her to the excited cheers of the crowd.
Raising my hands in the air as if I’ve just won a boxing match, I dance around, the big dick flopping against the floor. After helping Kasha to her feet, I turn and come face to face with Monica.
You know all those cartoons where smoke sprays from the character’s ears and the top of their head shoots off? Yeah, that’s exactly what she looks like.
Jane stands beside her, her mouth open in horror as I remove the dick, and a woman dressed in an evening gown straps it on. Kasha hands hers to a skinny chick with blue hair, and jogs over to us. “Mother! About time you showed up. You can go next,” she says, gesturing to the women now beating each other senseless while the guests egg them on.