~Savannah's POV~
Rach and I gush about Ross and Andrew as we walk back to the hotel. It's very unlike me to gush, but Andrew was so dreamy. Wow, did I just use that word to describe someone? I'm really not myself. How far will this go?
When we get to our room, we debate what to wear.
"Ross said I'd look good in anything" Rachel giggles.
"I'm surprised he didn't say 'especially those pink cheeks of yours'."
This sends her over the edge and she falls out on one of the beds.
"Well, you heard Andrew. You better wear something Fifty Shades." She smirks and I can't help but giggle.
Oh, just the thought of him..
I eventually decide on a blue and orange spaghetti strap tank top with a split in the back and shortish shorts with converse and my rope bracelets.
Rachel's outfit is sorta kinda like mine. She wears an orange tank top, shorts about the length of mine, and vans. We check each other's makeup, check each other's hair, do touch ups, and head down to the lobby, giggling like schoolgirls. I'm so ashamed of myself, but yet I love this feeling so much. I've never felt it before.
Our elevator ride ends and there, standing in the lobby are our dates. Andrew is stunning.
Ross approaches Rachel and I hear him stuttering a compliment to her as Andrew pulls me away. He smells like Abercrombie & Fitch Fierce.. Oh my.
"You look really pretty" he tells me, and my cheeks heat up.
"Thanks.." I look down, smiling. "You look better!" I blurt out. Oh my, my subconscious is shaking her head.
"Nah" Andrew giggles, and I see the hint of a blush playing on his cheeks too. Yes!
"If you two lovebirds are done with your love fest, we'll be cruising the city now." Ross says, smiling and timidly slipping an arm around Rach. Her reaction is to die for. Their affect on each other is really adorable.
"Where's that grey tie?" Rachel pushes.
"That" Andrew starts, "is a surprise we cannot tell ya'll anything about until the night is through! Ross, do not cave!"
