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“I don’t know,” she says, wiping her eyes. “I was so mad at my brother, but the more I think about it… The more perfect I think it is. You and him… Us as sisters… As family.”
“We’ve always been family,” I say with a warm smile, feeling my own eyes tearing up.
“Yeah, but it could be official.”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” I say, catching myself before I dive headfirst into fantasyland with her. “It’s just a date. It’s not even really a date. It’s a fake date. Super romantic.”
Marie is smiling like she didn’t hear a word I said. “We’ll see,” she whispers. “It’s not just a date. It’s the start of something special. I can feel it.”
By the time Sebastian picks me up at five, I’m all dolled up. Marie spent the afternoon working on my hair, twisting some locks into small intricate braids and curling others until they bounce like Slinkies with every step I take. We have a great time talking, joking, and reminiscing about our teenage years. A day like this has been long overdue. We used to do this all the time, but ever since we got jobs and settled into adulthood, we’ve been forgetting to do the small things. Things that make having a best friend like Marie so much fun.
“Let me answer it,” Marie says when someone knocks on the front door.
“Be nice,” I call out to her as she walks over.
“Hello?” Marie says in a deep voice as she slowly opens it.
Sebastian’s deep voice comes rumbling down the hallway. “Hey, Marie.”
“You better have her back before curfew,” Marie warns like an overprotective father reluctantly sending his daughter out on her first date. “Or, I’ll come looking for you, and trust me, they’ll never find the body.”
“I’ll be good,” Sebastian says with a chuckle. “Best behavior, I promise.”
“Alright then,” Marie says with a sigh. “Look at our girl.”
She steps to the side and opens the door, revealing me standing in the middle of my apartment.
Sebastian’s jaw drops when he sees me. He sucks in a breath and holds it as he takes me in like I’m the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen.
He’s looking ravishing himself in a fitted black tuxedo that’s making him look like he could be the next James Bond. He’s holding a big vibrant bouquet of red roses in his hand.
“Wow, Alina,” he says as we stare each other down with heated eyes.
If Marie wasn’t here, I’m not sure that we’d even leave this apartment. We might have spent the night in my bedroom with these nice fancy clothes crumpled up on the floor.
“You look…” he says, unable to find the words. “Magnificent.”
“Thank you,” I say shyly. “Are you ready to go?”
“The limo is downstairs,” he says as he offers the roses. “These are for you.”
Our hands touch as I take them. It gives me goosebumps and makes my cheeks go all red. I’m feeling like a shy awkward teenager once again. It’s crazy how this man can make the confident woman I’ve become vanish so easily. I like it in a nostalgic kind of way.
“Thank you for the flowers,” I say as I bring them to my nose, using them to hide my blushing cheeks. “They’re beautiful.”
Sebastian’s eyes are still on me as Marie takes them from my hands to put in water.
We’re suddenly alone in the tiny entrance of my apartment. I’ve dreamed about this thousands of times—Sebastian picking me up on a date—but I’m now realizing there was never any dialogue in my fantasies. What do you say to a gorgeous superstar heartthrob like Sebastian Kemp?
“I like your tuxedo,” I say as I slide my hand down his lapel, feeling his hard chest muscles underneath.
I suddenly realize what I’m doing and snap my hand back like I’ve just touched a hot stove.
My eyes snap up to his as my cheeks get nice and hot.
He smiles. It makes me smile.
I’m going to have to stop blushing after every touch, look, or word from this man if anyone is going to believe I’m his fiancée. I just don’t know how to pull that off.
