Dominic, But you can call me Dom.

Chapter 2: Powder Donuts

You are scrolling instagram minding your business when suddenly you get a text from an unknown number it says "hey, cutie. We met at the mall the other day. I was wondering if u wanted to get coffee."  Of course you say yes and set the date on Saturday. Three days from now. You continue texting him. He asks if you are available earlier you say you are but only after work, so he asks you to dinner instead. You are available tonight at the earliest. He confirms the time and place. A donut shop for dinner. "Holy shit I have a date in three hours" you say to yourself. Two hours go by and you begin getting ready. You put on a black lacy skater skirt and graphic tee shirt, as well as a pair of black thigh high boots with a heel to make you seem taller. Not long after, there he is knocking on your door. He asks if you are ready, you grab your purse and lock the door  behind you. He looks stunning, even though all he's wearing is a mesh top tucked into a pair of black cargo pants with a nice leather jacket on top, he looks beautiful. You comment on his make-up and tell him how it looks better than yours. He denies, complimenting you in the process. "Ah, a gentleman i see." You respond with a hint of flirt in the tone of your voice. He giggles. You walk up to his car and he opens the door for you. As you get in he pulls his mop of hair over and he looks so cute that you think you could die. You stare at his pile of hair a little too long and he notices. "what?" He inquires "your hair is so pretty" you say back to him without hesitation. He smiles and he looks so cute. Finally you get to your destination.

To be continued...