Emily and I get ready for another party tonight, apparently we were called for a bachelorette party. I got dressed in my mini skirt and short top, Emily having a similar look but with denim shorts. "This will be fun" we finish up and go to the private room. I open the door and the women start cheering.
We start dancing to the beat of 'Callaíta' by Bad Bunny. Emily jokes about the song reflect my personality perfectly. 'A shy girl that isn't afraid to get her hands dirty if she has to'. We keep dancing for them and recollecting the money.
"This is better then going to get male strippers for sure" one of them says. Don't blame you, I'd probably do the same thing.
Soon the party ends and my feet are in so much fucking pain. Maybe I'll go to tomorrow's date in sandals but I don't even know where he's taking me. He wants to keep it a surprise.
I get off my shift late and text my sister so we could hang out again. I drive to the apartment complex near the club. It's not much but I'm grateful that at least I have a roof over my head. "Aye mami" one guy that's smoking in front of the building says. I keep walking not paying attention to him "Smile more mami". I show him my middle finger as I get in.
I quickly do my night routine and fall asleep. Today has been a very long day.
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Next Day:
"What about this one" Emily holds up a short black dress. " Don't you think it's too revealing?" I ask not sure. "Honey you dress in almost nothing for living" she does have a point. "He did say dress comfortable". Emily puts down the revealing dress and picks up another one more casual with a denim jacket and my white shoes.I get dressed and fix my hair, I definitely don't feel like wearing makeup. After I finish I look in the mirror for the thousand time.
Knock, knock, knock
"I'll get it" Emily rushed to open the door excitedly. I could hear Chris's laugh, it calms my nerves down.
I get out of the room ready to go on a date "Hi" I greet. He looks at me up and down then gives me a bouquet of flowers "You look stunning". He never fails to make me blush and I love it.
Emily takes the flowers from me to put them on a vases. We both said our goodbyes to her leaving the door. His black Audi comes in to view "where are we going?" I ask hoping that he would tell me this time. "Somewhere fun".
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Rough Love~ Chris Evans
RomansaChris is a single 39 year old from Boston, Massachussets. He's a family man and wants to have one of his own in a near future. . . . (Y/N) moved to Boston alongside her sister with hope to find a decent job, a home and be successful. But her plans d...