SUITS: ONE SHOTS

Tuxedos and Dresses- PART 1

Over the period of my long and very satisfying ( yes, very very satisfying) life with a horde of girls I’ve never had the privilege of getting one of them to attend a social event with me. In most cases, this was because none of them ever got even remotely close to that stage with me wherein I would take them to anywhere but the bedroom with me.

And in the rare cases wherein I actually liked a girl enough to want to be with her, not just in the bedroom but out of it too there always seemed to be something or the other getting in the way of me and her being together.

Scotty was a sterling example of the major setbacks and the highly unfortunate yet solely a result of my stupidity which usually landed me in a position where I was left alone in the end.

Before this, it had never really mattered much to me. I never felt the need to have someone by my side in these boring galas that I was forced to attend by Jessica. Between irritating Louis and charming clients I never felt that I was missing a presence with me and never really understood why you needed to have a date when you came to galas like these.

But like it's said, "Unless we have a taste of heaven we don’t know that its this piece of heaven which has always been missing from our lives".(A/N: I DON'T KNOW WHO SAID THAT..BUT I REMEMBER READING IT SOMEWHERE) Paula came into my life like that piece of heaven. Even now, irritating Louis was an indescribable joy but with Paula and the very possibility of having her with me in the Gala, it got pushed back on the priority list.

I knew that Paula had no experience with these kinds of events but nonetheless I knew this too, that even though I may be pushing her out into new waters, in the end, she would come out victorious, dressed like a goddess leaving everyone awed with her beauty and me smiling ear to ear like a lucky bastard.

This thought led me to make the decision to ask her to attend the Annual Lawyer’s Summit with me. With this thought in mind and a bright hope in my heart, I approached her one evening after we had just finished our dinner from Mr. Patsy’s (A/N: yes that’s a fictional name but it’s a real-life inspired name, bear with my nuts imagination).

I had never been one to beat around the bush unless I was trying to get a girl to come home with me, in which case it was all about subtle hints and heated gazes but this certainly was not one of those cases. So I decided to just pull off the band-aid and before I could let myself overthink this idea and change my mind I quickly asked Paula if she would give me the pleasure of her company on the evening of the gala.

I was usually very confident and sure-footed in my approach when it came to women and convincing them to come with me or do something for me. It always seemed to be very effortless as they easily fell for my roguishly handsome looks and my charming personality. But this time it was different. I couldn’t use my charm or my roguish looks against Paula. That could never work on her.

Nothing seemed to work on her. Rather instead of dazzling her I continued to remain dazzled by the sheer beauty of her presence and enchanted by the beautiful and strong lady that stood in front of me. With Paula, I continued to remain unsure of my approach, if she refused to attend then I wouldn’t try to force her into coming with me.