The Boy That Changed My Life.

Ch.38

I wait a few seconds and go to the next room with the bathing suits. I enter and get the basic pink one and leave the room. Once I entered the other room I get into the closet full of fancy dresses. Once I entered it was beautiful and sparkly. It was very difficult to find a dress because they were all beautiful. I walk through the whole closet till I find a dress. When I finished the last one caught my eyes.

It was a grey, black dress with dots of white to make it look like stars. It was a long dress with a slit for one leg. It was classy and sensual. I knew I was going to wear this one. I took it out of its place and brought it to the bed. It looked so good I bet I would make it look awful with me in it.

I went into the bathroom and it looked like a spa. It had a hot tub in the bathroom made for two. It had also had a long shower. I wanted a little soak after my shower. I showered really quickly by rinsing my hair twice and rinsed my body once. I wrapped my hair in a towel and entered the hot tub. It smelled like roses.

-20 minutes later-

I woke my eyes and see that I am still in the tub. I get up immediately and dry myself off. I took off my towel wrapped in my hair. My hair was dry. I see the drawers and see if there was lotion or makeup, maybe a curler. I was right. There were drawers for all those things. I rubbed lotion all over my body. I put on some mascara and a wing. I put on red lipstick. I hate the feeling on makeup but he said fancy I will give him fancy.

When I finished I placed everything back and turned on the curler. My hair was straight/ wavy so I curled the front a little bit and but everything in a freehand bun. My mum placed me in a makeup camp for a summer as a freshman. I am glad those came in handy. I looked in the mirror. I looked pretty good. I went out in the bathing suit. I peeked my head first to see if there was anyone in the room. All clear. I went out of the bathroom and put on the dress. It was a perfect fit. I look at the mirror and see another person. I looked beautiful. But I feel like I did too much. We are literally just eating dinner. I gathered up my courage and went into the living room.

I entered to see Grey in a beautiful tux of black and white. He had a rose in his hands. His long black hair was styled like an Abercrombie model. I walk out of the hallway and see his reaction. He was stunned. He got up from the couch and walked to me. He was looking at me in the eye. He didn't break the eye contact. He was now in front of me and grabbed my hand. He went on his one knee. I was about to cry.

"You look beautiful this fine evening madam." He says in a British accent. It sounded real.

"You look better than me, shut up." I say. He stands up.

"May I take you out on this fine evening to my roof my fabulous home?" He asks.

"If I have your permission?" I ask.

"Of course you have it my love. Let's head out beautiful." He said now in his normal voice.

He kisses my hand and places it on his arm. We walked out and I see huge flight of stairs. I am barefoot but he can see a foot through the dress.

"I can't let a beautiful women walk up these stairs beautifully dressed." He says. He looked at me and flashes his smile.

"Put your arms around my neck." He said. I obeyed. First he kissed me and I obviously blushed and looked away.

"Is that why you told me to do this?" I ask while looking away. He nods a no.

"Then?" I say and immediately after he grabs my legs and carries me princess style. Oh no why is he carrying me like this?

"I can walk myself." I say. He looks me in the eye.

"Not in that dress. I don't want you to fall and hurt that beautiful face of yours." He says. Damn I blush and look away.