LAURA'S POV
The next morning, I woke up to a thank you note from Bryan. He had left early for something important but mentioned that I should prepare for a date that evening.
As the evening approached, I took a shower, changed, and walked back into our room, only to find Bryan staring at me with a deep frown.
"What are you wearing?" he asked, his voice laced with disapproval.
"A dress," I replied, confused, as I turned to check my outfit in the mirror. It was a gorgeous red dress with strings at the back. The dress hugged me in all the right places and ended just before my knees, with a slit at the back.
"Go and change the dress," he said firmly as jealousy spark on his blue eyes, and my frown deepened.
"What?" I asked, getting pissed off.
"Am I speaking gibberish? I said go in ther
