#Chapter 45
Evelyn
I swipe my hand down the front of my dress one last time to get rid of any wrinkles. I vaguely adjust the thin shoulder straps holding the dress on my body. The neckline exposes my bony collarbone and dips a few centimeters further into my cleavage.
My eyes drift to the sides of my figure, studying as the silky material hugs my curves, accentuating them from my hips down.
Sweeping one last glance at my makeup I spritz some perfume and then pack my black hand purse for the evening ahead.
Just as I slip on my heels, my phone buzzes with a notification.
Warren: I'm leaving my office to pick you up.
After a fierce battle with my feelings, I gave Warren my number. But only because the occasion called for it.
Grasping my car keys I amble to the door.
Miles curled up on my bed a few minutes ago. I bet he'll be staying there till I come back.
