Amber White carefully selected the best dress she had and dug through her closet to find matching shoes. She spent an hour applying and reapplying her makeup and when she was done, she stepped out, full of anticipation and excitement.
We're finally going to meet!
When she arrived at Cocoa Palace, memories flooded her. It was where she and André had had a rendezvous long back. But back then, we were playing a game. Things are different now.
She walked in, the maitre dé took her to their table. André was already sitting there, in a tailored suit, sporting a slight stubble and light smile.
"Welcome back," he said as she seated herself.
"Thank you," Amber blushed, "I like the tie."
"I like the dress," André said, "But I'd rather it was off."
"Don't get naughty so soon, Mr. Dufort," Ambe
