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I’ve texted Chase throughout the day, trying to get clues as to where we could be going, but he hasn’t told me a damn thing.
Chase: Wear a dress.
Chase: And be comfortable.
Chase: Wear your hair down and light makeup.
Chase: What I have in mind could ruin anything heavy and fancy.
The last one had me concerned. What could he possibly be planning that could ruin my makeup aside from the obvious?
When I got home, I wasted no time taking a quick shower to wash away the smell of smoke from one of the science projects and giving me time to get my hair dried and fixed right.
I settled on a simple strapless pale-pink dress. It forms beautifully to my body and gives me a little more of a boost in the chest. I have never really lacked there, but it’s nice to have just a little more for tonight.
Lorelei would be having a heyday if it wasn’t for the fact that rich douchecanoe has her out of town … again. I’m getting tired of not being able to see my best friend.
I pair the dress with a simple fifty-cent machine necklace I’ve had since I was a little girl and a pair of nearly clean white flats I usually have put up for the year by now.
My hair takes the longest. I play music throughout my tiny apartment while I spend time in the bathroom attempting to get my hair to cooperate after I curl it. I have to spray the crap out of the perfect cascading waves.
Finally, I manage to get all of it just how I want it, and now I have no clue what time it is. I don’t even know when Chase plans to pick me up.
The evening sky is already nearly dark by the time I walk out of my bathroom and start to pace around my kitchen island. I want so badly to open up a bottle of wine and down a glass or two before Chase shows up, but I have no clue whenthatwill be.
Instead, I pace around my small living quarters while the butterflies run wild, tying my stomach up and hitting every part of my body. My nerves are close to being shot.
“Okay, where could he be taking me?” I ask myself out loud as a way to get my mind to think about something other than my nerves. I’ve been on enough first dates, so it isn’t that but everything to do with who I’m going with.
A part of me still doesn’t want to trust Chase.
“Don’t think about it, Angelica,” I hiss to myself. I’m glad the music is on because I don’t want anyone to hear me talk to myself. “Where could we be going?”
Yeah, that’s a better line of thinking. Otherwise, I’ll sweat my makeup off and mess up my hair with the perspiration.
The disadvantage to living in a small town like Centennial is there aren’t many places to go. It can get boring sometimes, and most people eat at home rather than go out, but it’s also an advantage.
Since we can go to only a handful of places, it makes the list short, so I focus on those. My mental wandering is halted by a hard knock on my front door before I can really get to thinking.
I’m temporarily paralyzed as I stare at it.
“Hello? Angie? Are you in there?”
Why the hell am I panicking?
Walk over and open the door, for fuck’s sake!
“I know you’re in there. I can hear music,” he singsongs.
Pushing a breath through my lips, I make my way over to the door and pull it open. I’m taken by how handsome he looks.
Is there anything he can’t wear well?
Clean jeans and a nice solid green button-up shirt with his face dusted with stubble, Chase is always handsome no matter what he wears. But cleaned up, he looks like he stepped right onto the red carpet.
“Hey.” I breathe, my smile coming back. It still doesn’t make my face ache.
“Hey, beautiful.” He steps forward, placing a chaste kiss on my cheek, and then lifts a bouquet to offer me.
