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Chapter fourteen

*edited*

Everleigh:

The day went on without any major incidents and I hadn't seen Ash since our heated moment this morning. I don't really know how tonight is going to turn out, I'm super nervous.

I decided to snuggle up with Rose in front of one of her favourite movies also known as 101 Dalmatians. She had already fallen asleep when Annie came right in front of the tv blocking my view.

"What do you think you are doing?" she gave me a pointed look placing her hands on her hips and tapping her foot.

"What do you think you are doing?" I argued back still confused about what exactly she is doing here. She huffed air before continuing.

"You are supposed to be getting ready for your dinner date with Boss tonight." I raised an eyebrow at her. How does she know that?

"I know because he wouldn't shut up about it when he was talking with the guys. And it was bound to happen at some point in time." Did I say that out loud?

"You did." She gave me an amused look.

By that point, I was up from the sofa with Rose in my arms walking up the stairs with Annie following me up to her room to lay her down.

Once I was done putting her down for the afternoon nap that she had missed because she was out at the park with Paul and Louis.

I closed the door behind her and turned around to face her.

"And you are bugging me because..." I crossed my arms over my chest waiting for her answer.

"I'm here to get your ready silly! And we better hurry it's already coming up to five o'clock" she exclaimed out of joy. I slapped her arm playfully to tell her to quiet down since we were still in front of Rose's room.

"Ow!" I gave her the shush sign and dragged her to mine and Asher's room to let her continue her explanation.

She shut the door behind her and went straight to my closer looking and pulling clothes out. I was just standing there in utter shock. I was not expecting her to help me out. I never really had any other best friend other than Victoria and she did love bags, clothes and stuff but I was never her model. Nor did I ever need to dress up for a guy because my father, brother and Sergei never let a guy approach me even when we were in meetings.

"Ummm, Annie. What exactly am I going to do while you destroy my closet?" I walked up to her and she came out with undergarments in her hand.

"You Mrs future Mortimer are going to have a shower and do all the necessities such as shaving and so on. " She placed the lacy underwear in my hands and pushed me into the suite before I could protest.

Deciding to put my faith in her clothing style knowing that she did have a good taste in clothes since the time we went shopping and she bought all the store for clothes for me whilst I was just taking the bare minimum. I took 20 mins to do my shower with a hair wash and all. I slipped on the red lacy bra and pantie and walked out of the bathroom with a towel on my head.

"Wow, you are one sexy mama! I mean look at that body! Guuurrrlll! No wonder the boss want to tap that. I sure would! Tell me your secret to the perfect body!" she was fanning herself to add more dramatic effects. I blushed a bit at her comments and put on a silk robe that was hung by the bathroom door feeling uncomfortable with her intense gaze.

She finally snapped out of it and walked me to the chair that she had placed in front of the dresser where was laid different beauty products. She sat me down and started her magic. She took a good hour maybe more to finish with my face and hair and I just wanted something discreet. She did a warm toned eye with a deep red lipstick and a small wing liner to accentuate my and I quote  " sexy devil cat eyes". This girl has a very colourful vocabulary when it comes to describing me.  I didn't remember her being that enthusiastic when I first hung out with her. I like her like this even if she has gone batshit crazy for just one dinner.