thirty

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Tonight I took a short day of work to let Ashton take me out to dinner. Surprisingly, my boss didn't care, but maybe it was because her boyfriend is finally fucking her again. That's all she talked about for four months but now she's in a good mood. Weird.

After I get home, I hop in the shower, washing my hair and body, making sure I shave every inch of my legs. As my hair is drying, I go into my closet to find something to wear. I go with a black mini skirt, black sheer tights, a grey loose tank top and a leather jacket with heeled booties. I like the color black if I do say so myself.

As I'm letting my hair dry, I get on my phone, scrolling through Instagram and Tumblr a bit. I realize it's been 15 minutes so I go into my bathroom to blow dry my damp hair before curling my hair in waves.

I take a look in the larger mirror in my bathroom, deciding to brush my teeth, using mouthwash afterwards. I pluck some stray eyebrow hairs, making sure my makeup looks good then soon fixing the little smudge of eyeliner on my eyelid. Am I trying too hard?

I get a text from Ashton saying that he is pulling in my street, so I grab my phone and ID, carefully walking downstairs.

When I look out the window by my front door, I see the familiar black SUV in my driveway. I open the front door, locking it behind me and carefully walking down the two steps to go to Ashton's car.

I climb in the passenger seat, closing it when I'm fully in.

"Fuck," Ashton whispers just loud enough that I can hear.

"You okay, Ashton?" I giggle as he pulls out of the driveway.

Am I the only one who thinks it's extremely attractive when guys drive with one hand? It seems weird but it's sort of hot to me.

"There's an extremely sexy girl in my car, should I be okay?" Ashton rubs the side of his chin, clenching his jaw as he focuses on the road ahead.

I just chuckle softly, looking out the window, constantly pulling my hair over my chest or pulling the top of my shirt up, feeling that it's showing everything.

"Is it okay if we go to the Cheesecake Factory? I tried to get reservations somewhere else but it would've been a few hours," Ashton raises his eyebrows, soon looking at me when we get to a red light.

"Yeah, that's fine," I bite my lip, nodding my head.

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next chapter is the date :-)))

one more day of school thank god !!!!

thanks for reading!

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