Grace stood in front of her full-length mirror, admiring herself in the dress she had chosen for her date with Nathaniel. It was a bright shade of lemon that hugged her curves in all the right places, and the neckline plunged just enough to be daring without being too revealing. She had spent hours getting ready, carefully applying her makeup and styling her hair until it fell in loose waves around her shoulders.
As she slipped on a pair of strappy heels, Grace's mind wandered back to the kiss she had shared with Nathaniel in the rain. She could still feel his lips on hers, cold and wet but somehow still so warm and inviting. Her cheeks flushed at the memory, and she couldn't help but smile to herself.
