Two hours later, and I’m dilly-dallying on my phone watching tiktoks and i********: reels on my couch and dressed in a simple white plain gown, definitely not the one he added to my closet.
And definitely not dressed to be out.
I scoff as the time he promised to be here gets nearer and at exactly it, there was a text from him. From his number I now had saved as Ass with a middle finger emoji in front.
Gael: Where are you?
I stand and lazily go up to my bedroom to look out the window. His car was back in the same position it was in two hours ago.
“You’re not wearing the dress?” he texts and I wonder how he could see me from up here. There was so much distance between us.
“Do I have to?” I reply.
Gael: It’d have been exciting to have you in the dress.
I frown. For some reason, I fe
