Rominic's viewpoint
Serafina smiled coyly and went back to her seat. Naughty girl. "I'm ready!" I turned my head to look at Lavender. I exhaled. She was wearing a baby pink cowl waist dress that stopped mid-thighs. The neckline was cowl as well. I was aware that because I bought a similar dress for Peyton once. Her shoes were clear block heels, that's all I can remember. She looked beautiful, but we were going on a date with three men; one unmarried, one divorce and one who cheats on his wife like there is no tomorrow. In conclusion, they were manwhores. The dress was bound to drag a lot of attention. Even if it didn't hug her body, it showed too much thigh flesh.
"Mommy, you look hella hot!" Zyaire shouted. Lavender chuckled.
"And where did you learn that mature word from?"
"Grandpa taught me," he replied smugly. Should have known. "He said when a woman is beautiful like grandma, she's hella hot."
