I belong to Mr. Whitlock?

Chapter3

Mandy:

I drop onto the bed and let my body relax for a while. I have an exact hour to get ready for this stupid winter gala. I sat up, raked my hand through my lightly knotted hair then yawned.  I’m just going to be there to say my hellos and happy holidays then I’m out: I’m off tomorrow so I can sleep in.

I’m planning on wearing an elegant and unreliably chic long sleeveless black dress with a gorgeous v-neck and low cut back with dazzling sequin beaded accent on the bodice and a floor length skirt; matched with high heel black pumps.

I walked to my bathroom then closed the door, took my clothes off and took a nice refreshing warm shower. I loved the smell of my sweet sugar velvet body wash I bought from Bath & Body Works; I think it's sweet and a nice scent.

Once I was done I wrapped the towel around me and got out, I cleaned the fog from the mirror and looked at myself: I look very good today.

I began to brush my teeth, I flossed and I brushed my hair, then blow dried it. I took time to do my simple eyeliner and mascara and lip-gloss make-up before I put on the dress. I put the sides of my hair into twists that meets in the back and tighten them together. Now I was ready to put on the dress; I never realized how much this dress made my boobs look huge! I also had on my simple little diamond earrings and my silver thumb ring on: I never take this ring off since the day I gotten it.

I was ready to go!

“Isabel I’m ready!” I walked into her wide open door room and saw her sitting on her bed with her leg stretched out as her boyfriend Michael placed her shoes on. She wore a beautiful white floor length dress that has a simple yet very lovely twist below a surplice neckline. It wasn’t till she stood up and gave her back to me I had noticed it pulls into a crisscrossed open back.  Her hips are wide as mine and in that dress you could tell she has a gorgeous Latin body and well kept. Her breasts are same size as mine double D’s. She has a pretty narrow profile, small brown eyes, long brown hair and a beautiful smile to top it all off. Michael wore a simple black tux and black dress shoes: they look perfect together.

Michael Torres has been with Isabel since I met her: and I met her in the ninth grade. I wonder if they’re ever going to get married. And Michael lives here too with us, and he’s very cool.

“I see you guys are ready too.” I laugh nervously as I entered the room more.

Isabel turns and faces me and smiles widely. “Wow, you look hot.”

I blush. “Thank you Izzy.”

“You look lovely, as always Andy.” Michael says holding Isabel by her hips.

She smiles up at him and him down at her: such love birds. Sometimes I envy them, having the chance to witness love and I… well… Nothing…

“Thank you, you too,” I sat on the bed as Isabel’s eyes scan me.

She purses her lips and places a hand on her hip. “Yo creo que ella necesita una cadena, que piensas Michael?”  I look from Isabel to Michael wondering what the hell are they talking about.

“No, déjala así, se ve muy bien sin uno.” I glare at Michael as he kindly smiles at me.

“We’re considering if you need a necklace or not… You don’t.” Michael informs, I nod my head stood up and walked towards the door, Michael and Isabel followed hand in hand.

We head towards the front door right when my phone began to ring; I fished my phone out of my little black purse.  “Hello?” I answered without looking at the caller ID.

“Hey it’s me,” I smile as I pictured Jose holding the binders in his hand crying like a little kid. “I was wondering maybe we can go over the binders tomorrow… I mean tonight’s the gala and you’re free tomorrow so it’d be easy.”

I open my car door, sat inside closed the door placed the key in and turned my car on. A black Mitsubishi Eclipse, very nice car in my opinion: plus don’t have enough money to buy myself another car.

“Sounds good, hey I’m driving can I call you when I get to the Gala?”

“Yeah it’s fine!” He shouted into the phone making me wince a little. “See you soon.”

I hung up and placed my phone on the passenger seat and continued driving like it was a normal thing to do. Besides it’s not every day I go on my way to the Hilton hotel.

I parked on the second floor, there were guards making sure I worked with the Whitlock Company and I guess only us employees could park here. Apparently Whitlock Tower had rented out the full second floor for their employees: I find it to be quite nice. Isabel and Michael waited hand in hand for me in front of the elevator. When I approached them they smile then pressed the down button. I swallow my throat suddenly feels parched; I hate elevators to be honest.

“I wish I could take the stairs.” I thought out loud.

Isabel giggles, “You could, but I wouldn’t like to see you fall on your ass in such a beautiful dress.” I stuck my tongue out at her and smiled.

“I guess you’re right,” I look at Michael and smiled very kindly. “Keep her close, she looks very hot tonight.”

“I intend to do so.” His words were harsh but I could tell he didn’t mean it that way: he just gets very overprotective when it comes to Isabel.

Once we arrived to the entrance to the ballroom we were greeted also we were given nametags with our department on them and since Michael isn’t an employee he had a visitor tag. I found it to be odd since they didn’t do this last year but I guess they have something in mind.

“Andy… We’ll look for the bar.” Isabel said her eyes gleaming with excitement. “You stay here.” It was more an order than a question.

“Actually I have to call Jose, I’ll be right back.” She nods and went on her way to search for the bar with Michael.

I was on my way to the entrance digging my phone out of the purse right when I bumped into someone. “Oh god, I’m sorry…” The apologizing smile I had worn had vanished as I stared astonished that I pumped into Mr. Handsome from the other day.

He was dressed with a black tux, his hair was slightly in his face and wavy making him look even better from the last time I had seen him. His brown eyes scan my attire and without a word he nods.

“We meet again.” He says gently.

I clear my throat then forced a smile. “Indeed, I’m sorry for bumping into you… I have to go.”

I walked pass him right when he called after me. “You are coming be back, right?’

I grin, “Why do you ask?”

“I was wondering if I could say sorry and in return have a dance.” He says giving me a sexy smirk.

I felt myself blush I didn’t want him to notice so I quickly turned around and say loud enough so he could hear me. “I guess.”