MICHEAL'S POV
I adjusted my cufflinks and glanced at the mirror one last time. Ashley was going to love this suit. It's an all black custom made tuxedo. Well tailored and sharp looking. I wanted tonight to be perfect. Not just because it's an important dinner that might help me close some deals, but because she'd be by my side. I know we have to keep us a secret for now, but I can't wait to show her off. That's why I made the dinner reservations in a private area that not just anyone can have access to.
I checked my phone again, nothing from her yet.
When I got to her apartment, she stepped out in that same dress she'd sent a picture of while shopping earlier. My jaw nearly dropped. She looked extraordinarily stunning. But something felt…off.
No kisses. No hug. Just a soft “Hey.”
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