I had made Damian and Bryan go straight to the restaurant our date was supposed to hold at immediately after they closed from the office.
I now had the house to myself as I painstakingly selected my dress and accessories. I wanted to look perfect for them -and myself - even though it would be the first and last time I went on a date with the both of them.
After taking special care with my makeup, I selected a little black number with a plunging neckline and tiny sleeves. The dress hugged all my curves, almost leaving nothing to the imagination.
I left my hair down and flowing in large beach curls, and stepped into sky-high f**k-me silver heels.
When I was satisfied with my appearance, I grabbed my clutch and walked out of the house, forcing my lips to curve into a smile even though
