She's little

chapter 28

"no." i say sitting in my bed looking at the clothes James was holding up.

"what why?" he said looking the clothes back over, clearly not seeing an issue.
"i'm not showing up to a nice restaurant, in overalls and a t-shirt. plus, lizzie showed me what she's wearing and she's wearing a dress so i would like to also wear a dress." i explain slowly.

James rolled his eyes and stomped back into my walk in closet, making me laugh a bit.

recently James has been trying yo get a bit more of a handle on my wardrobe. ever since last week with the pacifier i just felt like he was trying to push a new step.

I felt a buzzing noise beside me on the bed
"hey Dianna, can you see who's calling me?"  James called from the bathroom.

"its Derik" i call back as i pick up the phone staring  at his screen.

"answer it for me, put it on speaker."
"okay."

i push the button and suddenly Derik's voice filled the room.
James? James i swear to god if you and Dianna don't look presentable tonight i'm gonna kill you-" Derik started, sounding frazzled.

"hi Derik." i say down the phone.

"oh..- hey Dianna. wheres James?"
"he's right here."
"right well- James i swear to god if you show up in jeans and a shirt I'm gonna kill you. Diana don't let him fool you, look good.- No lizzie!-" Derik rants before abruptly ending the call.

"i told you it was a look nice type of thing."  i say as James walks back in holding a dress and shoes up for me to look at.
"do you like it?" James asked holding it up, and he had a goofy but proud look on his face.

"its good." i say in mock thought.
"its good?"
"ill wear it." i tell him getting up and taking the clothes from him.

per derricks request, i looked amazing.
at least i felt amazing.
James had quickly gone home so he could get ready, so i was just sat finishing off my hair, putting it up in a loose curled bun of sorts.

i kinda wish i looked like Pamela Anderson. i thought as i looked myself over in the mirror.

i wasn't always happy with my chest. i mean there was basically noting there.

"Dianna?" James said from my kitchen.

i got up and started walking out finding him stood leaning on my kitchen table.
in fairness be did deliver.

he looked really good in his white shirt and some brown pants with his matching brown coat, my favourite part was the red sweater he had on underneath.

it might not me a suit but he still looked formal, so that was good enough.

James looked me up and down with a dazzled look on his face making me smile shyly.

"look at you." James said, dragging out his words, as he walked over with his arms held out.
"so gorgeous."

i looked up at him with a goofy grin, clasping my hands behind my back.
"thanks James, you look pretty cool too."

James rolled his eyes dramatically "pretty cool? i look fucking fantastic." he tells me as he flicks some imaginary hair from his shoulder, making me giggle.

"James! oh my god stop." i whine, as James had me thrown over his shoulder, carrying me down the street to the restaurant.

he gently set me down outside the restaurant, before leading me in. "Derik and lizzie are already inside." he told me.

i spotted them as we walked in and Derik was in a crisp white shirt and some dress pants, and he had a little purple bowtie that matched lizzie's purple slip-dress.
Lizzie did not look happy though.

"hey guys." James said as he nudged me into a chair in-between his and lizzie's

lizzie barely looked at him while saying hi back, she was just staring at the table.

i caught Derik giving her a worried look, before he turned to speak to James.

it didn't take long for the waiter to come over and take drink orders, but it was not nearly as fast as James ordering water for me, not even giving me to option of lemonade.

i mean i was gonna get water anyway but whatever

"i need the bathroom, lizzie said getting up as the waiter walked away.

James gave me a nod telling me to go after her, so i all but jumped up out me seat, zooming after her to the bathroom.

James

"you know that basically sounds like you want to date another girl right?" Derik told me.

i was repeating back what had happened with Dianna's dance class when Derik had informed me that thats what it would have sounded like.

"but i don't want another one, Dianna is all i need, she it more than everything i need if you ask me."
its the truth.
some caregivers like to view themselves as an actual little family, wanting the wife, the little, maybe a pet.
but not me, i want Dianna. that little lady is my whole world.

"i know that. but you still haven't told Dianna you legally kept her, so as far as she knows this is still her 6 month trial period.