I don't know why I was trying so hard to get ready for this date. Everyone thought it was stupid, I thought it was stupid, yet here I was in front of the mirror, checking out my third outfit choice before deciding to go back to outfit two.
A black skirt and a leather jacket, paired with a simple blouse and some sturdy boots. If I remembered anything from the dates Rob and I used to have, it's that I didn't want to wear heels where I was going, no matter how good I wanted to look.
I didn't actually think he was going to take me to anything required of heels, but for all that I knew about Rob and remembered of him, there was no way I was going to be able to predict what he had in store for me.
Before, I would say he would never corner me in public but whoop de doo, here we were with the d
