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"Well, sevenish will be great...I suggest that you get kind of dress up...the place we're going to has a bit of a dress code. So, I guess I'll let you get ready."
Dressed up? I wonder where we are going but I don't ask. I like suprises!
"Bye Tess."
"Bye Kyle." I say in a sing song voice.
Ahhh he has such a sexy southern accent. I bet it could melt butter. I walk over to my closet and open the door. As soon as I do a rather large stack of clothes fall at my feet. Taking one look at the disheveled pile before me I do the first thing that pops into my mind.
I bolt. Running into the living room I yell,
"Isabel, can you help me pick out an outfit for tonight? I have absolutely nothing to wear?"
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I grin like a fool at Isabel's words. Seems like she likes me ... or the money. I have to admit I am not so sure yet.
Before Ican answer her,I can hear a voice in the background.
"Isabel, can you help me pick out an outfit for tonight? I have absolutely nothing to wear?"
I laugh at that. "That sounds like an emergency. You better save the poor damsel in distress."
"um...can you hold on for a second Alex?" I asked as I pulled the phone away and held onto the mouth piece...I ran out of the room and glanced at tess, and mouthed 'in a minute.' and pointed to the phone. "Alex, yeah sorry about that...um so yeah I'll meet you at the club right...don't forget to bring the guys, and I'll bring the girls and we'll meet you guys out side in about an hour and a half? Does that sound alright?" I asked him.
Turning away from Tess, "Yeah, that's cool...well I'll see you then Alex. Bye." I held my breath as I hung up the phone, and tried not to giggle in that giddy kind of way. I turned back around, "What did you want Tess?" I beamed happily.
Grinning, I walk into my bedroom, taking my clothes off and jumping into the shower before dressing for tonight.
I don't think I'll take the Lamborghini again, it is not that comfortable. Hm, the Mercedes SLK would be more fitting I think.
I really hope the guys have a great time and I can leave them alone with the girls. Ah, who am I kidding, Isabel's friends are beautiful, of course the guys will have a great time.
She must be talking to that Smartie she met in bed last night.