☆𝐁𝐞𝐧 𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐲 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬☆

"what are you doing later?"

pt. 2

i honestly don't know why i didn't use this gif in the first part.....

"you know what else is amazing"

"what?"

"me taking you out tonight"

i let out a breath as i stood in front of my mirror. i looked at my appearance: light makeup, fitted dress, heels, my hair was done neatly, jewelry, and i wore perfume. i think i looked good enough and had the proper attire for where we were going tonight.
he said that he was taking me to a restaurant and told me to dress accordingly. usually when someone says that it had to be a elegant restaurant.

there was a knock on my door brining me out of my thoughts. i took a breath and grabbed my small clutch looked around my room making sure i didn't need anything else and walked out. not wanting to seem in a rush i slowed down my walking. you could say it's been a while since i've been on date. i grabbed the door handle and held it for a few seconds before twisting and opening the door.

"hi" i smiled at roger who stood before me. i took in appearance. his white fur coat brought out his blue eyes. his hair was wavy and it seemed a little wet. to say roger was a beautiful man was an understatement.

"you look gorgeous. really gorgeous" he complimented with a cute smile on his face as he looked at my appearance. "thank you and you too" i step out of the house. "not saying you're gorgeous- i mean you are gorgeous-handsome you're very handsome" i mentally face palm myself. why am i being so nervous right now.

"thank you" he let out a small adorable laugh.

"everything you do is cute" i said my thought out loud. he opened the car door for me and i got inside closing my eyes and pinching the bridge of my nose want to sew my mouth shut. i heard the drivers side door close and roger start the car.

"what's wrong? nervous?" he looked at me while he put on his seatbelt. "i want to stop talking" i say with a chuckle. "don't feel embarrassed. everything you do is cute" he quoted my words making me want to hide. he seen my reaction and started to lightly laugh.

"what made you think about having this night happen?" i rested my head in my hand as i looked at him from across the table. "how many reasons?"
i put in thinking face as i thought of how many i wanted to hear. "three reasons on why you wanted to take me out tonight"

"alright. one; i think you're beautiful of course. two; i want to get to know you better, which i succeeded in and three; i want to see where this will go" he pointed back and forth to us. "this" i repeated his actions. "also i had a feeling you didn't like me very much so i wanted to fix that"

"well that feeling was wrong. i think you're cool" i shrug my shoulders. "cool?"
"yeah. is cool not a great word to use?"
"not complaining" he sighed with a smile. i hummed and took a sip out of my drink looking behind me seeing some couples dancing in the middle of the restaurant.

"let's see. if you dance with me, i will change your title" i looked back at him. "not a dancer" he leaned back in his chair staring me down. i did the same and said,
"well. i guess you're just cool" i began to play with my silver ware looking at him through my lashes. i dramatically sighed as i fake pouted still looking up at him.

"fine" he gave in. i perked up in my chair and smile happily. he offered a hand which i gladly took and stood up. we went to the middle of the restaurant and began to slow dance to the music.

"see? isn't this nice?" i ask in a soft quiet voice. "it's relaxing" he answered. i scoffed a laugh at his lack of motivation of doing this. i could tell he really wasn't a proud dancer. "so. what's my title now?"

"cool squared" i smiled. "nice" he sarcastically said.

me and roger stood at my front door after our hug. "i loved tonight. i was a bit surprised though. i thought you were going to take me to a club"

"you? clubbing? no way" roger shook his head. "no. i wanted this night to me calm, lovely, and a delicate memory" he truthfully answered. "so mr. taylor. what are you doing later?" i shoot his question back at him.

"well in few seconds i hope i'm getting a kiss"

"a kiss? on the first date?"

"that would hurt right?" he moved closer to me. "yeah. it shouldn't goodnight roger" i give him a kiss on his cheek. he looked at me with a unhappy face. "you tease"

"i'm a master at it" was the last thing i said before i went inside my house.