Quinn
Well, Liam was right about one thing. He surely wore me down.
I’m in complete shock that he went out of his way to find the suit-wearing cat portraits I love so much. I’ve never had someone do something that nice for me before besides my mother.
So, it was only fair that I agreed to go on a date with him. It’s not like we will make a habit out of it. One date won’t hurt anything. At least I don’t think it will.
Knowing him, he might think this is more than what it is. I’ll just have to set him straight from the beginning. I know he won’t go down without a fight. I’ll just have to be prepared.
A ding interrupts my thoughts. I pull my phone out of my pocket as I walk up the stairs to my room. All the excitement from today has drained me. It’s going to be an early night.
Liam: Angel face, I made a reservation tomorrow for 7:30 pm at Clive’s in downtown Charleston.
I gasp. That is a very well-known high-end restaurant that has the best steak and blueberry cobbler I’ve ever had.
Did you sell a body part to get a reservation that quick?
The waitlist is always booked out for at least four months.
Liam: Haha don’t worry. All body parts are intact.
Especially the important one ??.
I’ll pick you up at 6:45 pm.
I roll my eyes. Of course, he had to bring up the body part that had me rubbing my thighs together.
Who said I don’t already have plans for tomorrow?
You didn’t even ask me when I would be free.
Liam: You do have plans…with me??
??I guess I would be an idiot to turn down a good steak
Liam: … and a date with me
Right.
Liam: You wound me. ?? ?? ??. See you tomorrow, heartbreaker.
That man is something else. I have no idea how he was able to snag a reservation on short notice, but I’m not going to ask questions. I’m also not going to let him know how excited I am to go to Clive’s. I would never hear the end of it.
I put my phone on the charger and collect my things for my shower. It’s really tempting to take a quick one, but I should probably take my time and shave. Even though this is one date and it won’t go any further than tomorrow night, I’m still wearing a dress. I don’t want him to accidentally brush up against my cactus legs.
I should probably trim up my lady bits as well. We definitely won’t be taking clothes off, but what if I fall and my dress flies up? It’ll be super embarrassing if I’m not pristine down there. , stop being ridiculous. That scenario is highly unlikely. I’m clearly freaking the fuck out over nothing, but you can never be too cautious.
I contemplate for a few and decide to just shave everything.
Naked mole rat, coming right up.
An hour later, I’m as smooth as a baby’s bottom. I took my time making sure there were no unwanted stragglers left behind and lathered myself from head to toe in coconut oil. I smell like I just walked off the beach. A pi?a colada sounds nice right about now.
I run a brush through my wet hair and take my time French braiding it. That way I don’t have to spend a bunch of time getting ready for dinner with Liam tomorrow night. Shit. I should probably get him to pick me up from The Ugly Mug . I won’t have time to go home to get ready.
Pick me up from work.
Liam: It’s 10 pm. What are you doing there this late?
?? I’m in bed.
I meant tomorrow for our date.
Liam: ?? So it isssss a date.
What are you wearing?
Why does he want to know what I’m going to wear? I’m not color coordinating outfits with him.
?? A dress.
Liam: Oh! Let me guess which kind.
Is it one of those T-shirt granny ones or…
Is it the sexy silk ones?
I rub my fingers over my temples. There is something seriously wrong with this man.
I thought we were talking about tomorrow night.
I’m wearing a dress to dinner.
Liam: ?? My bad.
I should have been more clear.
What are you wearing to bed?
On that note, good night.
Liam: Haha good night.
Wait, does that mean you sleep in the nude? I knew you were a dirty girl ??
Who says ‘in the nude’?
Liam: I’ll take that as a yes.
I’m looking forward to tomorrow.
I shake my head and ignore his last text. Tomorrow night should be a blast .