What happens when Zara accidently texts a stranger? What if the stranger is THE Corbyn Besson? And she doesn't realizes who he really is until he tells her?
This is my first story so no hates pleasee.....
"Baby, get ready. We're going for lunch in an hour" I informed Zara.
"Okay, but what should I wear?" She said getting nervous.
"Something fancy but don't worry! You'll look amazing in anything you wear, love" I winked at her.
"Is it really necessary for you to use those nicknames?"
"Yes, you're my girlfriend and I have every right to call you those nicknames" I said searching for a perfect outfit.
"Well, can you please help me look for something good to dress in?" She walked in the closet going to her side.
"Sure" I chuckled.
It's been fifteen minutes but she didn't decide yet. Every dress I showed her she either said it's too much exposing or not comfortable for her liking.
"This one?" I asked hoping she finds it according to her choice.
"Yeah, that's a better one. Lemme try it" She took the dress from me and went in bathroom.
I started getting ready as well. And ended up looking something like this:
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Soon she came out and I must say, was she looking stunning..
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