Chapter Twenty-Three
AlisonThe rest of the day crawls by. It doesn’t help that I glance at the time every three-and-a-half minutes. French Laundry? People don’t just go there on a whim. It takes weeks, usually months to get a reservation. How long has Nico been planning this?
My heart sinks. Maybe he already had reservations. But still, I reassure myself, he’s taking me. He could have just canceled the reservations. So I let myself go back to thinking that yeah, this is a really big deal. And what am I going to wear? I immediately land on the coral colored vee neck wrap around dress I bought on a whim a few weeks ago when I binge purchased new panties and non-uniboob sports bras. Nico mentioned he wanted me to wear my hot pink ankle boots with a skirt, and this dress will work perfectly.
