Falling For Mr. Sundae | ✔

27. Candlelight

Picking out an outfit for a date is hard. Picking out an outfit for date I didn't know the location of was even harder. Times like this I really wished Kells or Brittney were in the country.

I bugged Julian our entire shift for answers and got nothing. Not even a hint. No amount of pouting could break him.

Eventually I settled on wearing a burgundy romper. It looked like a dress, but I could still hop a fence if I needed to. Not that I expected something like that to come up.

"Get out the bathroom." My eyes rolled at the Jaiden's demands as I added the final touches of my makeup. "Don't matter how much makeup you put on you're still gonna be ugly."

I swung the door open, narrowing my eyes at him. "And no matter how much Old Spice you spray you're still gonna smell like sweaty ass."

He seemed bored by my insult as he pushed me aside to get into the bathroom. "Oh, and your boyfriend is downstairs."

A slight panic swept through me. How long had he been down there before Jaiden decided to tell me? I rushed to the top of the stairs, confirming that Julian was down in the foyer. His back was to me as he examined a painting. It was one of those abstract paintings that just looked like someone threw paint on the canvas.

I was relieved to see that he wasn't too dressed up. Just a dark pair of jeans and a black long sleeved button up.

"You're early," I said, walking down the steps.

He whipped around, startled. He quickly recovered, a smile stretching across his face. "Yeah."

"Not that I'm complaining," I added, flashing him a smile of my own. "Just means I'll get to find out what this mystery date is sooner."

Once we were in his car it took me five minutes to realize that I was sitting in his car. "You got your car fixed," I stated, trying to keep the apprehension out of my tone.

"Yeah, I did."

"How fixed is it?"

He let out a brief laugh. "We're not going to end up stranded. I promise."

Knowing that let me relax. A little. I wanted this date to be perfect after what happened at the beach. Breaking down on the street wasn't ideal. Especially since we were entering his neighborhood. Everything looked sketchy over here when it was dark, thanks to the lack of street lights.

I was too busy taking in the scenery to question where we were heading. When he parked in an alley with only a small, pale blue light over a door, the questions started forming. I held back on asking any though.

This was his thing. Taking me to sketchy looking places I'd normally avoid and showing me the beauty in them. Like the sunflowers. I trusted him.

We got out of the car and he knocked on the steel door a few times. There was faint music coming from the building. Jazz. Like what my grandpa listened to. It got louder when the door was pushed opened.

A tall, black woman dressed in a simple black dress with short spiky hair grinned when she saw us. She immediately pulled Julian into a tight hug that caught him off guard. "Hey, nephew," she cooed, before releasing him. "Y'all get in her before somebody see you."

I shot him a questioning look as we stepped into a kitchen, busy with cooks making delicious smelling food. "It's a twenty-one and older club."

His answer brought on more questions. However, I was slightly impressed. A small smile made its way on my face as the excitement for this date bubbled.

"That's right," the woman agreed. She started off down a narrow hall and we followed. "Which means there will be alcohol, but if I catch either of you with any you're out of here."