Playing With Fire

His Ravishing Angel

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J.O.A ~' 7/4/2014

CHAPTER 16

"Hi." Rosalynn's nervous first words had Archer stumbling out of the chair in his office of his pack house.

"R-Rosalynn, you called." He said with a nervous chuckle while scratching the back of his neck.

"Y-yeah." Rosalynn took a stray curl of her luscious red hair into her fingers and twirled endlessly.

"Did you call to accept?" Archer's mind swirled mad with anticipation.

"Yes. Thank you for the beautiful dress. Along with the accessories." She said in a straightened manner.

"It won't just be beautiful, it will be heavenly with it wrapped around you." Archer said courageously making Rosalynn, who is on the other side of the line, to blush furiously to the shade of her hair.

"O-ok." Her response left Archer with a victorious laugh.

"Rosalynn, please come. I honestly want you to come on this Friday. I will be waiting." Receiving the final say, Archer ended the call with a mutual, genuine smile with Rosalynn.

Within minutes after Archer's and Rosalynn's awkward yet sweet conversation, Sam came rushing through Rosalynn's bedroom door demanding to see the dress and accessories along with it.

"Where is it? I want to see it. Let me see it, Rosiee." Sam asked with one sudden breath.

"Did you actually run all the way here?" Rosalynn asked with a calm smile, knowing that only her friend was that much in a rush to hear about her life issues. Well, mostly gossips.

"Yes. Now where is it? I want to see it." Sam searched Rosalynn's room like a crazed mad woman.

"Calm the hell down, Sam. I did ask you to come here so I can show it to you." Rosalynn said trying to calm down her best friend, Samantha.

"Alright. Hurry up though. I want to see if Archer is suitable for you." Sam said as she took a seat on Rosalynn's blue butterfly decorated duvet.

"Suitable? How can you see if he's suitable by looking at the dress he sent me as a dress?"

"Well, if he sent you a red dress, that means he likes his girl outgoing, self confident and attentive. Orange means he likes them creative, energized, and likes having fun. Green means calm, peaceful, and introvert. Blue means ambitious, trusting, and always with a smile. But, if you got a pink dress, now that's different." Sam recited in her love guru mode.

"Well, what does it mean?" Rosalynn questioned curiously. She didn't believe in this nonsense but she still wanted to find out.

"How do I put this? Well, that means he want to move onto the next stage with you."

"Huh?"

"Stupid girl, it means he likes his girls passionate, romantic, and to have a great sex drive." Sam said while her eyebrows wiggled in a suggestive way.

"W-what? What if the dress you say, is a shade in between." Rosaynn asked Sam, rather nervously.

"What shade is it then?" Sam asked, suspiciously.

"A pinkish yellow?"

"Oh My God. No way." Samantha shot up from he position and started screaming in excitement.

"Calm down, Sam." Rosalynn, again tried to calm down her perky friend from her excited jumping and screaming.

"Hey girls, is everything okay up there?" Her mother, Arisa, asked from her office room where she was currently working on her next client's case.