At night, Myrah got ready for her night out. She took a warm shower to relax herself. Getting out of the shower, she dried her wet hair and applied lotion on her body.
She applied some makeup and styled her hair in some soft wavy curls. She put on her wine colour, long off shoulder sleeved dress pairing it with a pair of black strappy high heels, golden accessorises and a black bag. She finished off with some perfume and left her room.
Everyone was in their respective room, so no one saw her. She felt relieved as she did not have to explain herself.
She went outside the mansion where Greyson was already waiting for her. He was leaning on his ferrari casually while waiting for her.
When he saw her, she literally took away his breath.
"Wow, you look different. Beautifully different. You look so ravishing." He said and it seemed as if he was more likely talking to himself.
Myrah blushed and thanked him.
"You look good too." Myrah complimented. It was true, Greyson was dressed in a pair of washed off jeans with a white shirt. His blonde hair was beautifully styled.
He opened the door of the car for her and when she was in, he went to the driver's seat and started the car and drove off to the main road.
He stopped the car at a french restaurant. They ordered their food and were served wine.
They talked, knowing more about each other.
Their food was served and they enjoyed their dinner.
All the time, Greyson made sure to keep Myrah distracted from her troubles and tried making her laugh.
And he thought he did a really good job doing so. They finally had their dessert and left the restaurant.
Myrah tummy started to ache from laughing way too much. She supported herself on the car and laughed with clutching her belly.
"Oh my god, stop. My tummy hurts." She said still laughing.
When their laughter stopped a bit, they realised they were dangerously close.
"Myrah." Greyson whispered. Myrah looked into his ocean blue eyes feeling mesmerised by them.
"Greyson."
They could feel the tension in the air. They were leaning dangerously close to each other.
"Myrah?'' A voice made them stepped back.
They looked in that direction.
"Taylor?"
"What are you doing here?" Taylor asked smiling nervously.
"Umm-err I came here for dinner with-with Greyson." Myrah answered.
"Oh, okay. Do you want to go for some drinks?'' Taylor asked hopefully.
"Err- I mean, Greyson is with me so-"
"Oh, he can join us."
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Loving You Again
RomanceMyrah and Armando were living their simple yet fairy tale life. Armando is head over heels for Myrah and she only knew the meaning of love when he entered her life. They were proud parents of their two little munchkins. They had everything they wish...
