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Angel

This chapter contains slight mature contents.

"So, how was your day?" Katherine asked, stepping into her apartment.

"It was.. eventful?" I say, not completely sure how to answer that question.

"My day was great! Spending it with you, and getting to know the other guys," She smiles, taking off her shoes tossing them aside. "Yeah. It was." I grin,

"So.. what did you learn about Beau today?" She gives me a look, smiling oddly.

"What do you mean?" I ask, taking my shoes off.

"Oh come on, don't tell me you haven't seen the way he looks at you." She said, removing her shirt.

"Why are you removing your clothes?" I say, staring at the floor.

"We are changing aren't we?" She says in a confused tone. "Oh, OH. You are uncomfortable with me changing in front of you, is that it?" She asked.

"Somewhat, yes." I say, not making eye contact. "Well, that's alright. I feel comfortable around you to get undressed in front of you knowing you won't make me feel weird." She says.

"Since you put it that way, I don't mind now." I smile at her, looking up at her but still with precaution, she smiles back.

"Now! Let me see what you bought!" She hurries to her room, me following her.

"I'll show you mine first, then you show me yours!" She jumps up and down, spreading her clothes onto her bed.

"So, as the main piece," she says, holding out a black dress, "I thought this was pretty, it's a long sleeve, off the shoulder, dress. Simple but it outlines my curves," she winks.

"I like it," I say.

"Then to add to it, I got these gold chains," she says, holding out an assortment of chains, "To finish it, I have these strap heels." she pulls from under her bed.

"What do you think?" She asked.

"I think you'd look great." I say, which I meant.

She laughs, "I know thanks," she says flipping her hair, "Anyways! Show me what you got!" she shakes me.

I drop all the things from the bag onto her bed. "I liked this shirt, it's airy and sleek," I say, showing her a silk black button up. "Then, black low ride jeans, plus a belt," I say holding it out, "Lastly, these platforms, which are laced up to the ankles." I finish.

"You are going to look so hot." She nods, with her eyes closed.

"Thanks."

"Can I do your makeup?" she asked.

"No." I say, removing my shirt.

"But why..!" She whines, putting on her dress. "I can make your face look ten times better!" She adds, nearly falling when pulling up the dress.

"So my face doesn't look good bare?" I say, questioning.

"I didn't say that. I said I can make your face look better." She states, fixing her boobs in the dress.

"Mm.." I nod, "Fine. But nothing to crazy." I give in, buttoning my shirt.

"Yay! Okay, okay. I'm going to use liquid eye-liner, black eye shadow, and lip gloss!" She says to herself, walking towards her drawers.

"What do you have planned for tonight?" I asked, putting on my belt.

"I was thinking we go to the local bar, for a few drinks. Then we go to a club!" She hopped towards me.

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