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Allan nodded, seemingly accepting my explanation. He held out his keys to me with a reassuring smile.
"Shall we, then?"
The cool morning air hit me like a refreshing wave, dispelling some of the tension that had built up inside me. We made our way to Allan's car, a sleek black Aston Martin that gleamed under the sunlight like his brother's.
As Allan started the engine and we pulled away from the gallery, I couldn't help but glance at him from the corner of my eye, wondering if he knew anything about Alexander and my visit to his office.
But the silence in the car felt comfortable, so I allowed my mind to drift back to Alexander and our upcoming dinner. There was so much more I wanted to know about him, and the prospect of getting closer to him excited me.
Allan's voice interrupted my thoughts.
"So, Elizabeth, how's everything been with you lately?"
I turned my attention to him, grateful for the distraction.
"Oh, you know, the usual. Work has kept me busy, and I've been trying to enjoy life more."
Allan nodded thoughtfully.
"That's good to hear. You deserve some happiness and relaxation."
I smiled at his kindness. Allan had always been a supportive friend and appreciated his genuine concern.
"Thanks, Allan. And how about you? How's your latest project coming along?"
Allan launched into an animated description of his latest woodworking endeavor, and I listened attentively, genuinely interested in his passion.
As he spoke, I couldn't help but admire the dedication he poured into his craft. It was clear that he found solace and fulfillment in his work, much like Alexander did in his way.
Before long, we arrived at my apartment building, and Allan pulled the car to a stop. I turned to him with gratitude.
"Thanks for the ride, Allan. I appreciate it."
He smiled warmly.
"Anytime, Elizabeth."
I opened the car door and stepped out, feeling a rush of cold air on my legs.
Tomorrow's dinner with Alexander loomed on the horizon, bringing a considerable measure of excitement.
As I waved goodbye to Allan, I couldn't help but wonder where this new path with Alexander would lead, how it might change my life, and what it would do to my friendship.
Walking toward my apartment building, I knew one thing: I was ready to find out.
Friday 5:48 p.m.
I stood in front of my closet, deliberating over which dress to wear for my dinner date with Alexander. It had to be something special that matched the aura of the enigmatic billionaire.
My fingers brushed over rich fabrics and luxurious garments, and I finally settled on the one I'd thought about earlier that I had gotten from the California shopping spree.
I was interrupted in my thoughts when I heard my phone vibrate. I checked to see if there was a message.
Alexander Hartman
I can't wait to see your beautiful face tonight.
It was a text from Alexander. I blushed furiously.
