Chapter 2
Of Brides and Calls and Awkward Dates
"So are you going to call him?" Kacy; the bride and my best friend, asked me from behind the changing room curtain at the dress shop.
"Ow, it's so bright in here." I mutter and slip my sunglasses down to calm my headache from the hangover. "I don’t know, I mean I haven’t seen him in a long time and everything, but I'm still not over waking up shirtless next to him. I mean wouldn't you think it was a bit weird? Why didnt he put me on the couch or something?" I asked back while fidgeting with a white veil on my lap.
"But you like him. If he took care of you it's not weird. You should go out with him on a real date. You might want to thank him for not leaving you there passed out," She had a good point. "Now, how about this one?" She came out and twirled in a low-cut dress that seemed a bit too slutty for a wedding and was showing a bit too much cleavage.
"No I don’t! And Yeah I guess you're right. Also, no not that one. It's way too revealing and it's very slutty." She huffed and looked in the mirror once, then turned to go back into the change room.
"I'm always right. Besides, is he cute, hot or what?" She came out with a strapless, ballgown, princess-y type dress with a light blue lace. "How about....this one?" She twirled once again looking toward me hopefully.
"Even though I would never ever wear that, it looks great on you. So, yeah I love that one it's perfect and he did get hotter since the last time I saw him, which was 12 years ago. I think I will call him when I get home. Are we done now?" Kacy was dressed and asking the helper to wrap up her wedding dress.
"No, you'll call him as soon as we get to the coffee house. Ok let's go." Kacy put her hands on her hips, then dragged me up and to the cashier. She paid and we got into her silver BMW. On our way to do more wedding stuff, like: flowers and other decor.
-------------------------------------------------Later. At the coffee shop-----------------------------------------------------
"Hello, Jaay Wren speaking" I smiled at the sound of his voice.
"Hey, it's Alex," I feel giddy all of a sudden. "from, last night." I looked across the table to Kacy, who was grinning profusely.
"Oh, hey." Did he just chuckle? "What's up? I washed your shirt and it's good as new if you want it." I can practically hear the smirk playing on his lips through the phone.
"Well, I...I..wanted..uh..." I looked across the table to Kacy with pleading eyes. She gestured for me to ask him out for date and then when I wasn't getting it, she wrote it on a napkin. "I justed wanted to ask if....if...I could pick up my shirt this afternoon?" I mentally slapped myself. Kacy literally slapped her forehead.
"Yeah, sure. Oh, before I forget. Do you want to go to dinner with me?" I widened my eyes. That was easy. Kacy looked at me confused. Then whispered "What?" I shooed her away and smiled softly.
"That would be great. I'll meet you at your place at eight ok?" I bit my lip. I did not want him to see my place, not yet.
"O...k? Yeah, ok that sounds great. See you later" I giggled.
"See you later, bye" With that, I pressed "END" and closed my phone. Kacy looked at me excited and expectantly. "WELL?" I frowned. She frowned.
"Well...." My smile brightened. "Looks like I have a date tonight!" Everyone in the cafe stared at me. "Whoops, sorry" Kacy and I paid for our drinks and left. We went to my place so I could pick out a dress. It was 4 o'clock, so we have four hours to kill. I looked in my closet and chose a few that were........
--------------------------------Four Hours Later: Date Time-------------------------------
I was dressed in a dark purple strapless dress that wejust a little above my knees. I took a taxi over to his building. I payed the driver and stood outside the door. I pushed the buzzer number for his place.
"Hello?" I love his voice, it's so soft and yet, masculine.
"It's Alex." I hear the door buzz, so I open it and go inside. I get onto the lift and close the gate, then press his floor. Once I get up there, I knock on the big metal door. He opens it wide.
"Come on in." I walk into Jaay's loft and stand there awkwardly because the last time I was here, I woke up half naked in his bed.
"Are you ready?"
"Yeah, just let me grab my coat." He walked into his room and came out wearing a grey button-up coat, black toque with a beak, and black pants. He walks over to put his arm around my waist and guides me out the door. Fishing for his keys in his pocket, he finds them and locks his door. I've already pushed the button for the lift. It dings and we step in. we get downstairs and Jaay calls a cab for us to take to our "first date."
When we arrive at the restaurant, Jaay pays the driver and we hold hands going inside. Inside is gorgeous and romantic. There's candle lighting, roses on the tables and a great attitude about it all.
"Wren, table for two." The sound of Jaay's voice snaps me back from my amazement.
"Right this way. May I take your coats?"
"Yes, please." By this time, Jaay has his hat already stuffed in his coat pocket as the host takes our coats and puts them into a room. He comes back to take us to our table near a window. There's a picture of the Eiffel Tower on the contrasting wall. I take in the scent of the roses on the table and the delicious smells coming from the kitchen. Jaay pulls out my chair for me and the host has already left. I sit down and so does Jaay. There is a white table cloth with square-ish plates, wine glasses, and silverware wrapped in a gold and red napkin sitting upon the round table. The server comes out and gives us our menus.
"And would you like a drink while you decide?"
"Yes, a bottle of your finest red wine, please."
"Okay, I'll be back with your drinks." The waitress leaves and I could've sworn she winked at Jaay, but I don't think he noticed. We're on a date, dumbass.
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