Sarah was in her car crying, Xander had slapped her too hard, and you could see the flow of blood through her cheek.
I hate you, Xander. I fucking hate you. After venting for a while she left for her house, She had to prepare for her date with Albert.
Xander was devastated, knowing who Sarah was he felt terrified. He needed to fix their relationship before it hit the worst. He picked up his keys and left the office in a hurry.
What's with everyone running out in a hurry? Grace thought inwardly as she sneered at Xander back.
*
What to wear? What to wear, Albert was contemplating as he searched through his wardrobe. There wasn't any fancy wear, only casuals. He was frustrated, how could he not have one single suit? Well, he wasn't at fault, he never went to any mature events. The only suit he had was small and big now since he had grown a lot and reduced after graduating high school. Thinking about high school he laughed, he remembered how he got bullied for being 5'4 and chubby, weighing about 90kg which wasn't typical.
After scattering his entire wardrobe and finding nothing he headed to Justine's room. Opening Justine's wardrobe he felt satisfied, he wasn't shocked Justine had a lot of suit collection, and that's because Justine occasionally left school for events held by his father or which his father would be attending. There were different colors and designs of suits which made Albert confused about what to pick. He took out his phone and searched "What color of suit to wear to an expensive date night". He read the first article, looked through Justine's wardrobe, and brought out the garment bag that had the suit in it. He went back to his room and dropped the bag on his bed, he undressed and wrapped a towel around his waist, he had not had his bath since he came back.
Looking at the mirror he ran his fingers through his hair, his brush was sticking out his mouth, and he had applied shaving foam on his chin. He threw out the residue from his mouth and washed his brush. He took the shaving stick from the side of the sink. When he cleared an area he loomed at the mirror.
Wait, what am I even shaving? He was confused himself, he washed his face and headed to the shower. After a few, he got out of the shower, dried himself, went to his drawer, and took out a pair of white Calvin briefs, it was like he was keeping them for this day.
*
Shoot have to go now, it's already thirty minutes past six, Lizzy stood up from the ground and packed her things.
I'll walk you out.
Nigho walked Lizzy out of the building. She was at her door when she saw Albert dressed so fancy. She was shocked when she saw him, she thought he was annoying but now she's getting butterflies in her tummy. She didn't know Albert could be this stunning.
Albert who was occupied with the lock didn't notice Nigho starting.
Take a picture, it would last longer.
Don't be full of yourself, you just look good today that's all. Nigho said mockingly.
So are you saying I don't look good every day? Albert slowly walks toward her and she subconsciously moves back till she hits her back on her door. There was little space between them now. Nigho could hear her heart racing, his scent was filling her nose and she was confused about why she was feeling butterflies. What's this feeling, she suspected? Albert moved towards her ear and said...
"This isn't webnovel, I'm not going to kiss you. I guess you don't know you're my bad luck".
His voice was raspy, rough yet inviting, Nigho couldn't deny she wanted him, he sounded so ticking hot right now. Her imagination was getting wild.
Helllllo? He snapped his fingers on her face.
Wh-What?
Speechless I don't blame you. He unbuttoned the suit jacket before continuing, I'm too hot today. She looked at him mockingly.
Move back would you and who lied to you? You look like a wet ass. He was checking out the suit's inner pocket, he was stunned when he heard what she said, and he slowly raised his head to look at her.
You think I'm a wet ass, he said in a whisper. His hot breaths parted her forehead. She glanced at him, he was just too tall she thought.
Anyway, I've got to go, he looked at the watch on his wrist. Nigho was confused at why he was counting, couldn't he read the watch? How hilarious. Me. I'm too hot can't read a simple watch. She pushed him back.
Haven't you heard the word space before?
Be gentle, will you? This suit is quite expensive. She looked at him confused. Why did he get an expensive suit in the first place?
Where are you off to?
I'm going to, he paused and then smirked. Why are you asking?
Just wondering, don't be all cocky.
Anyway, I've got to go. My ride would soon come.
Nigho became anxious, she wanted to know where he was heading even though it didn't concern her. She entered her apartment, her legs were beginning to ache.
Albert arrived at Sarah's house after thirty minutes. He was extremely late. He had forgotten to research expensive restaurants, he figured Sarah was expensive so she'd like something expensive. He was standing at her door researching where to go. He looked at some reviews but one caught his attention, It was a French restaurant and there were amazing reviews on it. After making a reservation he pressed the doorbell. Sarah had noticed him from the cam at the door but she didn't bother to tell him to come in she just left the door unlocked. Albert had pressed the bell more than four times and no reply so he called her but she didn't answer. He was getting worried, he tried the door handle and it opened.
What's with this? He entered regardless. He started shouting her name.
Sarah, are you in here?
Of course, I am. She strolled down the stairs slowly. She was wearing a navy blue halter neck multi-flared mini dress, cream-colored flats, a cream purse, and silver cluster earnings. She looked simple yet it screamed expensive.
Wow! We're matching, Albert was taken aback.
I guess we are. We look like a couple right now, she laughed.
*
Sarah some minutes ago—
What the fuck will I wear? There's nothing in here. Piles of clothes were on the floor, she had many collections of dresses but she didn't know what to wear.
If he told me where we were going I'd know what to wear. He's annoying sometimes but I can't deny my list for him.
Ding dong... The doorbell suddenly rang. Sarah looked at the monitor on the wall. She was shocked when she saw Albert's do, she looked extremely dressed up and it suited him. He should model, she said. She kept looking at how the suit fitted him. The navy blue made him look so expensive and the way he buttoned all the way up made her laugh.
Wait! I have the perfect dress to go with him and it's simple too so he'll think I didn't dress up too much. She ran deep into her closet and searched for the dress when she found it she dropped it on the couch. She quickly did her makeup, she went with a natural look makeup style that covered the slap mark she got from Xander, the mark didn't fade after icing.
*
Anyways you look beautiful.
Stop flattering me, she hid her rosy cheeks. Anyway, where are you taking me on this fine evening?
Somewhere that suits your taste, that was Albert's reply. She walked closer to him and stood on her toes when she got to him. He wanted to move back when she grabbed his collars.
You don't button up except you're wearing a tie. Even if you're wearing a tie you have to leave this button undone. She undid his buttons till she got to the third.
Here, don't you like how you're breathing properly now? She said all this in a soft yet ordering tone and this made Albert feel like his mother was the one dressing him up for graduation again the thought made him crack up which got Sarah confused.
What's funny?
Nothing, nothing. Let's go, shall we?
We shall.
They were in Sarah's garage now.
Uhm...I don't know how to drive so I guess you'll be doing the driving.
Nonsense! We can practice on our way. Today you're treating me which means I don't get to do anything I'm just meant to relax. I'll put you through.
Alright, ma'am. Albert opened the passenger door for her and she got in, he then went round the car and got into the driver's seat. You could tell he was nervous from the way he held the steering wheel.
Relax, it's just like playing Call of Duty. He looked at her confused.
You maintain focus then shoot.
It–it's not the same.
Oh! Just maintain focus and don't let us crash.
That's the break, Clutch...She noticed he was dumbfounded. You're not getting anything.
Yes.
It's alright. She turned on autopilot mode and Albert had to tell Sarah where he was taking her.