Page 76 of Tiers of Joy

“Bye cow bag.” I say and disconnect.

I make myself some dinner and sit and watch a movie. I’m not really paying much attention to the film. The main thing running through my mind is what will tomorrow’s date bring? He didn’t say what sort of thing to wear. I decide to text him.

You didn’t say what to wear tomorrow? Esme x

I don’t have to wait long for him to reply.

Wear whatever you want, there's no dress code. G x

I roll my eyes. Bloody men don’t get it because they don’t have a lot of options, especially when it comes to shoes.

Okay, but what shall I wear shoe wise? Are we doing a lot of walking or can I wear heels?

He replies straight away.

We aren’t walking that far so it’s up to you. I won’t be wearing my heels, just so you know. ??

I snort and roll my eyes.

Good to know. I will see you tomorrow. Night xoxo

I get up to go to bed when my phone pings again.

Hey, I said no kissing until you trust me! Night beautiful x

I smile and shake my head. He’s such a dork. I go to bed feeling nervous and excited for our date tomorrow.

Chapter Nineteen

Fed up with trying to decide what to wear I finally decide on my grey off the shoulder jumper dress with tights and dark brown boots. It is sexy with how it clings to my body yet stretchy and comfy. It’ll also keep me warm in the crisp spring air.

I leave my hair down and grab my jacket and head downstairs for when he knocks. I check my bag and as I do he knocks on the door. I smile as I open it.

“Come in a second, I'm just seeing if my gloves are in my bag. Will I need gloves?” I ask.

He doesn’t answer. I turn around and see his eyes fixed on me. I smile and walk towards him, putting an extra sway in my hips. When I reach him I place my hands on his chest.

“Gaige, are you okay?” I whisper.

His eyes come to mine.

“You look fucking stunning. You don’t play fair.” He says, his voice gravelly.

“Thank you, although I have no idea what you’re talking about. I'm British, we are all about good manners and playing by the rules.” I laugh.

He takes my hand and pulls me outside to his truck. Taking my keys from me he locks up.

“Slow down! You didn’t answer my question about my gloves.” I rush out, practically having to run to keep up with him.

“Fuck your gloves, I will buy you some.” He states, opening the door for me.

I climb in and he shuts the door and walks around to his side. Jumping in he starts up the truck and quickly pulls off.

“Why the rush?” I ask.

“Because I need to get us in a public place so I’m not tempted to kiss you or anything else.” He grits.

I laugh.

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