ALEXANDER'S STANDPOINT
A smirk formed on my face as I remembered the shock and surprise on Emily's face when I mentioned the tango dance to her.
It was both fun and amusing to watch.
"Stop thinking and work Alexander," I shook my head, facing and working on the documents before me.
There was a knock on the door, grabbing my attention.
"Come in."
The door creaked open and, Collins walked in, holding a dress.
"Is that the dress I asked you to get?" I stood up from my seat, taking the dress from him.
"That's it," he replied, nodding.
"I gave the fashion designer the same explanation you have me."
I tore the cloth wrap open and held it, accessing the dress. It was not exactly like the one Emily wore yesterday but it was similar. From my point of view this one looked better though.
"Excuse me sir," Collins cleared his throat, grabbing my attention.
