Roxanne decided to wear one of the gowns they had gotten in Greece since it wasn't a fancy fancy dinner, just dinner at his place. It was a leather gown. It hugged her figure perfectly and its neckline was heart shaped, revealing a little cleavage. She finished it up with a thigh high boot. Her make up wasn't that loud, just powder, lip gloss and eyeliner. She let down her blonde hair and it fell down to her back like a waterfall.
Jaxon waited patiently, adjusting and readjusting the dinner table. He didn't know why he was nervous, it was just Roxanne, the pole dancer. Still, he was nervous. He was wearing grey joggers and a vintage shirt. The shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his chest. He ran his hand through his hair as he looked at the dinner spread of fried chicken, grilled vegetables
