IsaBella's dress is seen on the side.
As I stood in front of my mirror and nervously watched myself, I bit my lip. Saturday was today. The day I was going to Daniel's charity event, which he had invited me to. I had recently completed getting dressed for the evening. I must admit that I'm a nervous wreck. What if I don't appear attractive enough? What if I'm improperly attired? What if we have nothing to talk about and it's awkward?
Nate pleaded, "IsaBella, come on. Please come out and show me."
My best friend and I both laugh as I reach for my silver clutch. Nate was sulking behind my bedroom door as I approached it. He glances up from the floor as I open the door. He exhales and covers his lips with his hand. He gives me a startled expression from head to toe.
He shakes his head and says, "El, you look-" He whispers, "You look like a goddess. So beautiful."
I flush and glance at my Louboutin shoes. "You really believe that?"
He places a hair behind my ear with a forward stretch. He gives me a smile as he raises my chin. "I know that, and I also know that Mr. Olivia, along with everyone else in that room, won't be able to take his eyes off of you."
I give him a smile and lean in to kiss his cheek. "Natey, thank you."
Thank you, he grinned. "Now, come have a glass of wine to calm you down."
I follow him into the kitchen, "Ugh, yes. That is exactly what I need right now," I mutter.
He places a pack of gum next to me and pours me a glass of wine. I twitch my brows as I raise the pack of gum and take the wine glass. He gives me a sheepish grin. "Now, Ms. Jones, wouldn't we not want you to have bad breath when Mr. Olivia kisses you, wouldn't we?"
I scream and strike him across the shoulder. He chuckles and gets a glass for himself. "Ms. Jones, cheers to a great night."
I smirk and say, "Cheers, Mr. Charleston," taking care not to spill any liquid on my white dress. I choke on my drink as there is a knock at the door. I take care to swallow it to prevent it from getting on Nate or, worse, my dress. When I begin to cough, Nate rubs my back.
He croons, "Relax." I nod and tell him to go away, "Calm down, okay. I'll hold him up for a bit. Straighten yourself out." I fill a glass with water and gulp it down. I then reach for the gum while exhaling a sigh of relief. Nate shouts, "Yeah she's just inside. IsaBella."
After completing a second application, I put my lip gloss in my bag. I shout, "Coming!" I inhale deeply and raise my shoulders. I make my way around the corner to them at the door and say, "Here goes nothing." When he sees me, Daniel pulls away from Nate and his eyes glisten. I should not have worn this, I knew that.
He gives me a wide-eyed, slightly parted stare. His throat is cleared. IsaBella, he murmurs. You look really amazing, I tell you.
I peek at him while fiercely flushing to see him dressed in a finely tailored Armani suit. It is a black suit. A white dress shirt that is fully buttoned up sits beneath his suit jacket, and a white tie is slung around his neck. I have to tell that he was really stunning.
I smirk, "You don't look so bad yourself, Mr. Olivia."
He advances a step while grinning back. He snatches my hand and kisses it. I smile at him and say, "Please call me Daniel." Should we leave?
I said, "We will." He smiles and extends his arm so I may put my hand there. Before we head out the door, I wrap my arm through his and kiss Nate on the cheek.
Nate yells from behind us, "Have her home by midnight." I chuckle and poke fun at him with my tongue.
Daniel chuckles, "Will do chief. "You know I wasn't kidding, right?"
I inquire, "What do you mean?"
He continues with a smirk playing on his lips, "Call me Daniel tonight. None of that Mr. Olivia stuff tonight.
I smirk, "Whatever you say Mr. Olivia." He taps my arm, and we both giggle. He motions for me to enter the elevator first, and I thank him before doing so.
He stops in front of his white Maserati Granturismo, my favorite automobile, and asks, "So you excited for tonight?"
I pause in my tracks as I stare in awe at the stunning vehicle. "I am now."
As he helps me into the front seat and closes my door behind him, he chuckles. He enters as he sprints to his side. He laughs as he turns the car on and it roars to life as I continue to admire his vehicle. He grins, "You like it?"
With a'really' face, my head flits over to him. I am in awe of the beautiful sound of his chuckle as he laughs. I guess I love it more than just like it because I've always wanted a Maserati Granturismo.
He says, "Hmm," biting his lip as he looks at me at a stop sign. "I've never seen anything more attractive," someone said. "She knows her cars and is beautiful."
I glance out the window at the moving buildings while I flush hysterically. As we walk to the location where it's being held, we chuckle about Emily and Victoria. As I'm being blinded by lights, a valet unlocks my door before we even realize it. I grab his hand for stability as I hesitantly exit the automobile. In my heels, I was trembling.
I give the cameras a smile and scan the area. I turn to look when I feel a glance on me and see Robert's eyes scanning my body. He fixes his gaze on me and gives me an intense stare. Daniel wraps his arm around my waist before I have a chance to respond. Robert's eyes narrow as he glares at Daniel as his jaw is clinched as I redirect my attention to Daniel.