Part 3 is up already so go read it
You walk out of your room feeling the whole world grow silent as if it knew Mena's reaction to your dress was so important to you.
Every step of the way of getting a bit more wobbly until eventually, Mena's eyes look at you.
The whole room silent and awkward as his eyes travel from your feet to the head but mostly looking at your hips, waist, and breasts.
"Wow, Y/n, you should dress more like this." His voice is weak and subtle almost like a whisper. You left him with no words making you feel pretty good.
"In a dress that is 3 centimeters from showing my ass?" You joked to melt down the ice, a bit of confidence growing in you. Heels clicking on the floor as you walk a bit closer to Mena.
"Okay, that's not what I meant, I-." He says this time he approached you.
You interrupt him as his mouths lays open from his previous words.
"God, Mena, I am just messing with you." You playfully push him back making him smile in relief.
He breathes in deeply as you stood in front of him, his warm palm suddenly brushed against your cheek unto the small strand of her hair pushing it away from your face.
You feel your mouth dry up just by seeing him lick his lips.
"We should go now," Mena says as you keep your eyes on his lips.
Blinking and coming back from your thoughts, he was too much, everything about him just seemed perfect.
You both exit your house, making your way to his truck.
Next chapter is the party!🎉🎊
