Borrowed Time Part 2

Getting ready for a Broken Roses concert was actually infinitely easier before Juliette had wanted to impress two people on the stage - she'd thought that there was no way that it could be that different, not really, it was the same clothing, same make up, same look, right? Right?

Well, yeah. Overall, that was completely and utterly right, but now she was thinking of if Penny would also like her outfit - a low-cut shirt and a skirt that she'd stolen from Shelby a while back that was way too short on either one of them. She knew that Esme would, they'd helped her pick it, they'd packed it for her to wear... But now that she knew that Penny was also interested in her? That she was interested in Penny? That all of them wanted something more?

God, she honestly wasn't sure where to start. She sighed, leaning forward to lift her chest up a bit before she cleared her throat, turning around to where Shelby was lounging on her bed in the same place she'd been for the past hour while she'd waited for Juliette to get ready - she wanted her seal of approval. Shelby glanced up, raising an eyebrow as she let out a low whistle.

"Damn, Jules... You look amazing, are you ready?" She asked, standing up to dust herself off as Juliette shook her head... She technically was ready to go, that was what being dressed meant, but she wanted to make sure that she didn't look stupid - that everyone she was interested in impressing would be impressed by the outfit that she was wearing, otherwise it just sort of felt like a waste to wear it at all.

"Almost, I was mostly looking for your opinion... Does this... Would this, uh..." The words felt thick in her throat. She hadn't fully admitted to Shelby just how much she actually liked Penny; she'd obviously talked about what had happened between the three of them. Shelby knew more than anyone, but the feelings made it very real.

Shelby didn't need to be told either, her knowing smirk let Juliette know that she was figured out, that Shelby had known before she said anything at all, which was normal. Shelby often, if not always, knew what was going on in her mind way quicker than she did, which was both a blessing and a curse in her own personal opinion. The horrors of being known, right?

"Are you wondering if Penny's going to think you look good too?" She asked, the knowing smile on her face only growing as Juliette felt her face get hot as she pulled at her skirt, nodding... She didn't need someone's opinion on if Esme would like her outfits, Esme thought she looked good in a pair of worn sweatpants and an old t-shirt even if she forgot to shower that day. Penny was an unknown, an unknown that she wanted to be as enchanted by her as she was... She wanted this all to be mutual.

"Mhm." She mumbled, and Shelby chuckled, walking over to her in three easy steps, placing a finger under her chin to tilt her head up to look at her. Juliette did as she was instructed, resting her face against Shelby's hand as she let her hands rest on her hips. She felt infinitely calmer even just looking into Shelby's eyes - she just had that effect on her.

"She's gonna think you look hot as fuck because she's got eyes, and she's got good taste. Plus... She's been talking about how pretty she thinks you are for months, pretty sure anything you wear is going to blow her out of the water." Her soft smile turned mischievous not a moment later as she stepped away from Juliette, a twinkle in her eye - she never did trust Shelby with a twinkle in her eye, it normally meant that she was going to say something that made Juliette want to eat glass. "You could wear nothing at all too, God knows she liked that." Her voice was singsong when she said it and Juliette let out a groan, covering her face with her hands as she shook her head.

That was exactly the kind of statement that she had been worried about.

"Shelby." Her voice was muffled by her hands, and she hoped that they covered her aggressive blush as well as she thought about Penny's reaction to her naked body, how her breath had caught, how her eyes had searched hungrily over her like she was trying to map out every inch of her skin.