By the time night settled over the house, I was dressed and standing in front of the mirror, smoothing my dress for the tenth time like it might suddenly sprout wrinkles out of spite. It wasn’t even that fancy but my heart was behaving as if I were about to attend a royal ball instead of a fake date.
When I stepped out, Leon was already waiting in the dining area. He looked effortlessly put together. He put on slight casual wear which made him more handsome.
Handsome? Aria,are you out of your mind? When did Leon become handsome?. All this was going through my head until Leon's voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
For half a second, he just stared.
“You look…. nice,” he said as he stared at me.
I cleared my throat. “You don’t look terrible yourself.”
A corner of his mouth lifted. “High
