Sweet Trouble

Maroon or blue----7

"What should I wear?" I asked Emily.

"Dude, wear anything. Why is it so important what you wear?" She said popping a fry in her mouth. When ever she comes back she eats as many junks as possible. Because when she goes back to work she has to start eating 'healthy' foods.

"Because its a business trip with my boss. You know how it is. I can't lose this job!"

"You won't lose your job for how you're dressed Barbie. Or.... Are you just trying to impress your boss?" She said with a goofy smile.
"Shut up!" I said throwing a pillow at her.

"Maroon or blue?" I asked her holding up two dresses.

"Blue. His best colour is blue right?"

"Yes, but I'm not dressing for him Em." I said even though I knew it was a lie.

"Whatever." She said laughing.

"You know what... I will wear something else!" I spat out. Turning back to my wardrobe.

2hours later I walked out of my apartment in a simple dress.

That's when I saw her.... One little girl. Eyes just like mine.... She looked like she was four or five years old. Her shiny brown hair hung on her shoulders.

I ran after her, calling out to her. But when she turned and saw me she started running too. I couldn't give much of a chase in my heels so I stopped. Realizing that I must have scared the poor little thing.

Something told me she was the one!

She had to be the one!

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Williams POV

I was leaning against my car in the airport fiddling with my phone when I saw her. She looked beautiful as always. Although I didn't like the dress she had worn.
Call me a pervert, I really don't care. I would have done anything to see that perfectly shaped ass of hers in a tight skirt or gown or whatever.
The flaw dress was still good though, the flaw of the dress started just below her breast. And the color of the dress brought out her eyes.

As she got closer though, I noticed that she looked very worried, frustrated even. She looked rather pale.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes, am fine. Good morning sir." She said, giving me a smile that obviously said please don't ask anymore questions.
Taking the hint, I didn't ask anything.

Well I did ask but......

"I hope you don't have a problem with going to New York?"

"No, it just has so many memories. Good and bad."

"Well I like to focus on the good ones, you should too." I told her. To which she gave a slight nod.

"Good news! All meetings for today have been canceled. Which means when we get to New York, we don't have to rush straight to work. We could just settle in, rest a little and then go for a stroll! You could take me to all your favorite places." I said, making funny gestures.

"That sounds like fun." She said, laughing at my childish gestures.

I couldn't help but stare at her, she looked so beautiful when she smiled.

I watched as the wind ruffled her hair and fluttered her dress. Making me immediately wish I was the wind. At least I would be able to get closer to her body.

I was happy that I was able to lighten her mood though. I felt like she was losing up to me. Little by little.

I hadn't even realized that I had stopped walking to take a really good stare at her until she cleared her throat loudly.