Destiny - Peraltiago

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I stand in shock for several seconds, but suddenly I feel my lips moving in sync with Jakes, I take a breath as I pull away from Jake.
"You taste like alcohol," Jake says.
"Yeah, I got really drunk last night," I shrug. "Also, you kissed me."
"Yeah, I needed you to stop spiralling and I thought that if I kissed you, you'd know I really like you too," Jake smiled.
"I really like you too, but Jake we work together. I don't want work to be weird," I reply.
"Neither do I," Jake sighs.
"Wait, I know. We can have a comprehensive set of rules," I suggest excitedly.
"How am I attracted to you, doesn't matter I am. Go," Jake says as a wave rolls in.
"First rule, lets not tell anyone," I begin.
"Yep cool cool, and let's not put labels on it," Jake smiles.
"Also let's not have sex straight away," I add.
"Yup, cool cool cool cool no doubt, no doubt, cool cool cool, no sex. Cool," Jake rambles.
"So, how about we go on a date tonight after we get back to Brooklyn," I suggest.
"Yeah, that sounds great," Jake replies. "We should head back before people wake up."
"Yeah," I agree.

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I bring my suitcase up to my apartment, I hurried home quickly so I could get ready for the date. I burst into my apartment and leave my suitcase near the door and head to my room, I riffle through my wardrobe and find a fit and flare black dress that would be classified as a 'little black dress.'

I slip it and and then move to my dresser which has a mirror above it, I bite my lip as I look at my hair. I pull my hair out of my classic low pony tail and part it ok the side. I look down at my makeup, I don't feel like I need to go out of my way for Jake. I really like him and I know he knows the how I look without it and there isn't any point in going crazy.

I hear my phone go off, I practically sprint to the other side of my room where I left and see it's from Jake.

Jake:
I'm like ten minutes away :)

Me:
I'll be waiting

I throw my phone down onto my bed and find a gold crossbody bag which I quickly fill with my purse, phone, chapstick and my keys. I then look at my shoes, I immediately look down at my black flats but decide to wear black heels.

As I slip on my shoes I hear a knock at my door so I make my way to the door, I swing it open and see Jake in and odd ensemble. For him at least. He was wearing black jeans, a blue button up shirt which actually looked ironed and a grey jacket with one button done.
"Hey," I smile.
"Hey," Jake replies looking at my outfit.