Living in the big city is what you've known for a long time. You weren't every guys' ideal type, but you had a pretty face. Not confident in yourself, you let reading and college take over your life. Being the hard working student that you are, you...
"I know. But I was just taken aback. He's hot." I couldn't stop the imagine of him from popping up in my head.
"I can't agree with you more. But let's go, and set this plan." She smiles. Nodding my head we leave the mall, and set out to set the plan up.
Three hours later, our hotel suite was covered with red rose petals, and candles. I wanted it to look romantic as possible. I had even bought takeout.
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I tried my best to make the room look as romantic as possible. We had even went to Victoria Secret, Kyla had suggested that. I had tried talking her out of it, but she was just so stubborn.
She had picked out two lingerie sets, both were red. One was a lace one piece, and the other was a lace two piece with a bra and panties.
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Honesty I hated both of them. It just made me uncomfortable wearing something like that. I wanted to look sexy, but not wear something like that. A dress would have been fine, but of course Kyla made me chose.
Me being me I went with the one that covered my stomach. I was insecure with my body, and didn't want Stephen to be turned off by it.
I seem confident sometimes, but I was really not at all confident. But somehow Stephen boosted my confidence.
"____! Stephen is on his way." She yells from the living room area outside my room.
Grabbing my robe I put it on tying it. Kyla had also insisted on doing my makeup, but I fought her on doing my hair. My black shoulder length hair was flat ironed straight.
Kyla had given me a smoky-eye look, with eyeliner and mascara. Adding the last final touches she added red lipstick. I really thought it was too much. But looking at it now, it actually looked nice with the whole outfit.
I walk out the room into the living room. Kyla is sitting on the white couch. "I should get going. He should be here any minute. He thinks he's coming over here to help me with something." She gets up grabbing her bag, and heads towards the door.
"Take as long as you guys want. I'll be out clubbing." She smirks walking out of the door.
Slamming the door shut behind her, she's gone. I let out a sigh. This was it. I was finally going to meet him. Grabbing the left over rose petals, I trail them from the door towards my room. Once I'm done I fix myself in the hall mirror, and apply another coat of lipstick.
When I'm done I close my eyes, my heart wouldn't stop beating. I was nervous. I just hope he forgives me, and that I meet all of his expectations.
