Erica's POV
Looking in the long mirror in Chris's bathroom, I twist from side to side, making sure that I look presentable. The bright blue dress that Ace bought me shimmers in the light of the bathroom. The dress fits me like a glove. It hugs my curves perfectly and flares out just below hips. I have to refrain from spinning around in the bathroom like a child. If I were to twirl around the skirt would flare out around me like the petals of a flower. I know that Ace is waiting for me, so there is no time to play around. I don't want to keep him waiting.
Sliding on my favorite pair of black ballet flats, I smooth my hand down my dress and take a deep breath. For some reason I am more nervous about this date than I was the group date. Of course the brothers are intense when they are
