Chapter 27

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~ Jessica POV ~

"Ron... How did you know?" I sighed for the nth time today.
"How?! How you ask?! You bitch! Someone had left a Zuhair Murad dress downstairs with your name on it so Jack gave it to me when I got back home from work a few minutes ago." He told me while eyeing the dress that was perfectly laying on the sofa.

Jack was our concierge/building security. He lives on the first floor and always deals with mail, orders and delivering the bills. He was mid 45-ish, had a very nice wife and two beautiful young girls.

"Oh yeah and there was a card with the DD sign on the envelope so of course me being me HAD to open it and see." He added as he started to open up the dress hanger.

As he zipped it down and took out the most beautiful mermaid red dress I had ever seen in my life, I started giving him the details of how the devil invited me or should I say lured me in into going as his date tomorrow night.

"... And that's how it happened." I sipped my wine as I finally finished giving him every single detail.

"Jess... I think he likes you."

"I don't know Ron, I mean the guy is a millionaire. I'm sure he just wants to court me still because he wants to sleep with me. Why though? I mean I'm sure he gets plenty of girls."

"Jessica he actually told you he want you as his date, for you to stay on his side tomorrow night. If he wanted to sleep with you, I'm sure he wouldn't have taken you out on the date in the first place."

I just nodded my head. I was honestly lost at this point.

"I think I'm just going to call it a night. Oh and by the way I promised Kai we were going to make Sunday a fun day so if you don't have anything to do you should join us."

"Sunday? Hmmm... I might have a thing or two." He said as he zipped back the dress into its original place.

"Okay no worries. Goodnight Ron."
"'Night Jess."

Tomorrow... Tomorrow night... What will happen tomorrow night?

Changing into my pj's , I got into bed, curled up between my pillows and dozed off.

*Saturday Morning*
Waking up to the smell of bacon, I knew Ron was making me breakfast this morning. Isn't he the best or what?

Brushing my teeth, I greeted my best friend who had a big grin on his face.
"What's up with you this morning? You seem quite peachy." I said while sipping some of the orange juice.

"So the party is in a few hours... Whatchu gonna do?"

Facepalming myself I sighed... I think I'm going to cry... No... I was going to kill Ron for reminding me of that...
And like that... My head was filled with the thoughts of HIM... The Jerk... The SexGod... The Devil... The Demon...

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